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Sa gitna ng mga nagtataasang puno
Halika't ating langhapin
Ang amoy ng mga patak ng ulan
Sa mga luntiang dahon ng kagubatan

Parating na ang dapithapon
Di ba pwedeng manatili ka muna?
Kahit sandali lang
Tabihan ako kasama ng ingay ng katahimikan

Ang tamis ng mga sandaling itinanikala
Sa mga ala-alang upos
At ang mga sabik na yapos
Ng aking mga kamay sa iyong mukha

Ang mga paglubog na araw
na magkasamang tinignan
Kung ako ang iyong tatanungin
Gusto ko na lamang manatili
Sa mga panahong kasama kang tumatakbo sa ulan.
Baby I'm but a flower in your garden
Waiting to bloom amidst the midsummer sky
Shine on me, my dear one
And let the world know I'm yours

Make me tremble with your frail wind
Make me whisper among the dandelions in the field
Make me shine like I ain't shine before
Make me say that I'm yours forevermore.
We are just fools
Stranded in a desert
Waiting, wanting to be saved
While we let our feet
Be stuck in the sand
Struck me down with your glance
As I fade into the moonlight
Lay me down with your trance
Oh everything feels so right

Among the northern stars
You shine the brightest
Underneath the great blue sky
I long for your interest

Color me deeper
Attract me with your soul
Kindle me with your warmth
Take me as your keeper

Look into my eyes
And tell me you're mine
Look deep into my soul
Let our hearts intertwine
Heavy chested I breathe
as the moon whitewashes the night.

The season is changing
and in the wind is the vapor of hyacinth
in the thick of which
the glowworms drink the nectar of night.

They have no philosophy and I have many
like while they dance just for the sake of life
my mind enveloped in obscurity
has shackled my feet and clipped my wings.

I wonder if the glowworms have a mind
that knows when they dance
they have an audience.

Maybe the stars know the same way
when they twinkle.
She shivers as he puts his hand on her forehead.

Ma, you have a fever, he says
and pulls up her blanket.

She closes her eyes to hold back tears.

it's your touch, son, her lips hardly move,
like rain on my arid heart, long awaited,

streams of films roll in her head,
the baby, skin of her skin, blood of her blood,
the umbilical cord never separated,
severed as the baby grew up,
a man of another woman,
the expanding distance
huddling all those cuddles into memories.

It's your touch, my son, it heals.

The son rises to call a doctor.

She knows she has no fever,
only pains of sweet memories.
I took my arms wrapped around you
and felt you through the winds of time
I let the Sun beat through my heart
and let your love in me shine
where our dreams got torn apart

I let the rain wash away the tears
thinking back on memories and years
and let you paint my sky
a different kind of blue

I let the winds of time carry you away
and knew that you couldn't stay
so I gave you the wings to fly

I let the moon be my comfort at night
so you could shine on me your light
while I let the stars blanket me
so through your soul I could see
Spiritwind ©2015
To love and know you must let that one go is sometimes the hardest thing to do..
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