My Thoughts
by: Miroku
It's night right now. I take in smells of the air warmed by the fire. I look around my eyes feel on her.
So many things changed when I met her. She was defiantly not relaxed, she was quite determined. I thought she was a goddess but it wasn't time to talk. So as history goes when she calmed down, she agreed to join us. Now as I look back we talked a lot. I figured it was never about us. So there is only once choice for me. I become myself a lecher! Okay, that settles it I'm not good enough for her. Why do I do it more than once? I know she hates it.
The firelight plays upon her face. I want to reach out to touch her I want to put my lips to hers, kiss her now she'll never know! Yet I hear her voice "What do you think your doing there monk?" Ah watching her sleep makes me so happy; after all I guess it's true I do love her. She moved, it scares me even if she is asleep I could swear she can hear my thoughts. I watch her, hair like a moonless night falls across her face, I brush it away so lightly as not to wake her, it feels like silk. Ah as her hair moved it revealed her milky complexion, her lips so pink as if painted by the roses from the first garden on Earth. Her eyes aren't open, but I can see them clearly from my memory, deep dark brown eyes that pierce my very soul.
I cannot help it; I still love her dearly though she will never be mine. I am just not good enough for her, that I must accept. Sango I will be content to watch you from afar, I could never truly be with you. A lecher like me and a goddess like you are not a pair.
"Hmm? Miroku you're still awake did you say something?" Sango asked.
I am frozen my eyes spellbound to her, I had said nothing, yet did she hear my thoughts, had they waken my, no the sleeping goddess up. She is not mine! "I . . . I said nothing." I told the truth.
"Oh all right." Sango went back to sleep.
The firelight plays upon her face one more, sending the embers of my heart a flame. To kiss her, touch her hand, this would never happen. I shall now do the only thing I can, admire her from afar. My one, my only true love . . . the only eternal partner I would wish. My love to you always Sango. . .