gumuguhit ng dahan-dahan
sa aking porselanang balat
ang mga gabutil mong patak,
na pilit nagpapaalala
sa nalalapit nating pagsasalo.
at patuloy ang pagbulong
ng hangin,
alinsabay sa pag-indayog ng
mga halaman sa paligid.
dumadampi ang iyong mga halik
sa aking mukha,
nagbabadyang ika’y
nariyan na.
ngunit tulad ng dati,
dala mo pa rin
ang malamig mong yakap
na pilit naglalayo
sa ating dalawa.
muli, ipagdarasal ko
at hihintayin
ang iyong pagtila
dahil manhid na ako
sa mga [...]

just a moment, i am crying…
then a moment more, to compose myself;
for a part of me died,
in search for completeness
and happiness.
ever so elusive
for the likes of me.
 
* * * * *
 
“this is a delicate unraveling. now and then i find pieces on the floor, tiny little bits that tell me - maybe i shouldn’t do [...]

i am afraid.
i have spent half my life
encased in a cocoon i have made
to hide my naivete
from people like you,
who feed on the souls
of the meek and lowly.
i want to hide
from the cruel tongues and heavy fists
of a society
that lives and thrives
on helpless spirits.
but i know that i cannot hide forever.
you might find me [...]

you have always been a mystery.
how your voice,
that trembles and deceives,
set me in motion
as you whisper.
and the gold and amber light
that shines through the shadow
where our dark secrets lay,
accentuates your eyes
that led me to surrender.
the feel of your wings
comforts and stirs me
as it glide at the touch of our skin;
causing my hair to rise and [...]

the spotlight is about to set on this act and i have but a fleeting moment to thank you. i was once a desolate spirit until you made me soar; unearthing my potentials i never thought i had. since then, you took me under your wing and guided me through life’s narrow and bumpy ride. [...]

i stood, motionless and indifferent
to your splendor
as you beckoned me to join
and divulge my soul
into your shifting rays.
not wanting to move,
my eyes betrayed me
as it reflected my longing
to taste your warmth.
as if in answer,
your body burned with such
ardent glow; and i
can do nothing but sweep
the endless distance between us.
my skin flushed with searing heat
as you [...]

our words flourish, abstract
like inkblots - insinuating,
teasing and flirting,
almost illogical,
drawing lines
and fancy
curves
over and
beyond the norms.
and it goes on and on
until we wake up and realize that
we only have those words to connect us.
pretty soon, we’ll take them for what they are.

for countless times
you have moved against that same surface
soothing, at times abrasive
but always cold and soulless
to the touch.
for countless times
your echoes have resonated
whenever you seep through;
and each time you pull back,
you
unknowingly [perhaps not]
break,
take tiny fragments,
erode pieces,
bit
by
bit.
For countless times
You’ll do this again and
again and
again
until there is barely enough left
that wholeness can never be restored.