It's been so long
Since I've seen you.
So so long
The joy of your company kept in thought.
Seeing you smile your beautiful smile.
A spot of light seen with closed eyes.
It's been so long
Sharing the same space.
The touch of your skin against mine.
To be the shadow of reassurance
That propels the moon to shine it's brightest.
It is in these times I miss you most.
The moon a reminder of your cheeks.
The complications of how scarce  we've made ourselves.
Places to be
Thangs to do.
The night a harsh reminder of how we pass each other.
Your moan more distant,
The stars but flickers of our tongues.
Your body a constellation made in absence.
The absence of your dress between my teeth,
The last time I truly felt with eyes warm,
Sincere.
The ****** of eclipse.
The joining of northern to southern hemisphere.
Your cheeks the fullest they've ever been.
The moon a constant reminder,
How scarce we've made ourselves.
Places to go
Thangs to do,
Mo thangs to occupy the time

It's good to miss you,
routines make me get bored easily,
and boy have you failed at being consistent!

I'm just worried,
do you even miss me too?
If this becomes the routine,
then what do I even get out of it all?

Your beautiful.
Everywhere I look is paradise.
I thought of moving there.
Closer to you.
For sure, sometime next year.
Today, tomorrow.
Sometimes I miss it.
This glorious overhead view.
A bucket list dream come true.
A place that takes my breath in slow pace.
I wanna go so bad.
This place of senrenity.
This place of peace.
Everywhere I look is paradise.
I've been told Tuesdays aren't bad times to fly.
Head in the clouds.
The sunset of your eyes.
Discovering a love like yours.
Paradise in the blink of an eye.
For sure sometime next year.
Today, tomorrow

Seeing your face
Lips soft and brown.
When I see them
I've found a place I want to be.
A place I want to belong.
When I stare at them
I instantly hear your voice & I melt.
The pound of my heart intensifies.
Almost beating though my chest.
Anxious in desire.
A knock that signifies that I've thought about you.
Another knock that anxiously awaits you to open the door.
An invitation issued by passing eyes.
Glances that have kissed you a thousand times over.
To be the chapstick that shines when you reach in your pocket.
A desert in search of oasis,
To be the next phrase that slips through.
Unmarked by pause.
The thought of our eyes closed
Uninterrupted.
The thought of a kiss that leads to packing everything I own.
Moving to the closest part of your face.
With lips soft and brown.
My heart steadily pounds.
Stopping at the leasing office.
Everything I own packed

From the distance
I felt a kiss from you.
Brown lips dressed in strawberry glaze.
Butterscotch peaks,
Marshmallow swirls.
My day made bright in such taste.
Suddenly you don't seem far
Pretty lights and dark shadows fade.
Lips,
Happy and full approach.
Suddenly I am alone with you.
My lips rush to tell
How much I've missed you.
******* in absolute happiness
The gap narrowing
My lips pressed against yours

Hush,
now fold into my arms like a paper boat
and I'll go floating down your rivers.
Hush,
Inhale with a whisper that will tug me
where your love beats,
the place where we'll meet.
Fill me up with winter,
you can swallow me.
Twined between your heartstrings,
I am smoldering.
Close your eyes now sweets,
Come on, melt for me.
Mold into my shape like wax,
I'll Light your candle wick,
I will ignite all your tips
and watch you burn for me.
I will watch you breath.
.
.
  .
    Hush, exhale-

Like Aristotle,
I see the world in moderation.
All the ugliness feels balanced
When I look at you.

Sometimes when it's late.
I turn over and want to call you.
I never do.
Believing that it's best I let you rest.
In reality I need to hear your voice so I too
Can nod off into a decent sleep.
Otherwise I am tossing and turning thinking of you.
It doesn't have to stop there.
This late night call.
Ignoring the middle of the day.
Longing to hear you melt.
Even if you can't talk.
To tell you that I've found a place that I want to stay.
And that I hope you have too.
To wish you a good night.
The best kind of therapy.
A call that leads to spreading the night in your arms.
Finding the sun at night.
To tell you I love you before dozing off.

Minsan aking tinatanong,
Anu aking nagawa?
Anu aking nasabi?
Anu aking inasal para ako'y lubayan?

Ngunit aki'y naisip
Gaano mo nga ba ako kamahal?
kaya mo ba ako'y ipaglaban?
Habang iniisip ito'y
Dumapo saking isipan
Hindi mo na nga pala ako mahal.

Pinilit aking ipaglaban
ang pagmamahalang ako na lang umuunawa
Habang tumatagal,
Pagsinta sa iyo'y unti-unting nawala.

Sa pagmamahalan nating magtatapos,
Isa lamang akign hiniling sa Diyos,
Sana ika'y makahanap ng isang pagmamahal
na tapat at hindi magtatapos.

Mahal ko, Paalam!
Ika'y sana maging masaya magpakailanpaman
Sa piling ng kung sino man iyong iaalay ang salitang
"Mahal kita, aking mahal"

Maybe I'm not around
quite as often as I used to.
Maybe I don't post threads
quite as often as I used to.
Little things I should have said and done
I just keep to myself now.

You are always on my mind.
Maybe I didn't tell you
all those many, many times
but I often thought of you
hoping you would be fine
only wanting for you the best
as I know you need to rest.

You are always on my mind.
Tell me, tell me what you're doing with your time.
Give me, give me one more little sign
to keep me satisfied, satisfied.
Little things I can imagine in my mind
how you're killing your time.

You are always on my mind.
Maybe I'm not around
quite as often as I used to.
Maybe I don't post threads
quite as often as I used to.
Little things I should have said and done
I just keep to myself now.
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that I know you.
Maybe I didn't tell you
quite as often as I should have.