THE VISIBLE YOU
you came to me with open arms
as if we've known for years
with gentle smiles that move a spirit
into the realm of sweet ecstasy
i can no longer smile without parting my lips
for you.
the warmth of your presence nonchalantly
makes worries disappear like magic
and with your wand i bow before you
with open arms like you have offered
when your hands opened to meet mine
as we tiptoe into the throngs of comfort--
to see the visible you.
(aug. 22, 1999)
VAGUE IMAGES
faded photographs lie on the table
carved by time.
immersed in the crevices of boredom
i immortalize vague images of you,
unseen for so long, not even by me.
pieces of puzzles lost somewhere in the sands of time
but never really forgotten, only blurred
it's only but memories that held them on
so beautiful they were that the images
looked almost vivid, almost real
like you were here, and so was i...
but wait
you were here, i felt you
in my thoughts i held you closer than i could
if fate would allow me to take you here, to be with me
we'd embrace each other once more --
tighter this time and never letting go
as time goes on and on
even beyond the paths of forever.
(july 8, 1999)
VISTA POINT
almost there, i stumbled into the realm
of notorious swamps
now quiet and unrelentingly sublime
possessing an almost edentulous bite,
but does it hurt?
the lone cypress sways without the wind
and this time it is real
beyond the nocturnal imagery of things past
beyond the cliffs of desperation,
the obvious reason unknown.
amazingly i thought
of cryptograms meandering like
restless dreams so conceived when time ran dry
and clocks fell back
one more hour.
the lone star now haunts the morning sun
oblivious of the truth and sequential rhythms
beyond the reef as seen
from within the deepest abyss--
unlit, unspoken of.
(sept. 24, 1997)
THE VOYAGE
the playground, although deserted now
but still links the cords that bind
feelings of love
and why is it that the air stays warm
when winter still lingers
between two corners?
i see your face everywhere
and here you are not
but oh how would you know
that a feeling exists when words collide
almost nonchalantly
as they fly from sea to shining sea.
then you were closer, closer
as you tried to walk towards the horizon
bringing back the feeling some more
as you turned around
and looked at your footprints
now blended with the sands
of time.
and you whispered...
(mar. 5, 1998)
(WHAT) MADE YOU RUN ASTRAY
the rains have come again
and relentlessly poured over my newly-planted seed
and as the ground oozed, the water reluctantly
made its way upstream as if on a journey
to abide by the rules of a society blemished
by the power of love.
a dampened spirit rose from the smoke-filled ruins
of a scene so serene and without undue notice
it collapsed once more
only to keep a self-fulfilling promise,
worthy of repeating itself to justify the existence
of a mortal spirit.
a knock on the door, a turn of a key
and bells swollen with laughter as yet another pair
raised the hopes of a sweltering heat as two hearts
beat as one
only to be seen as taboo by trained minds
of yesterday's make-believe.
then the window opened by a tiny crack
but what a sight to see--you were there, sitting all alone
with a faint smile as tears rolled down once more
as another evening approached its peak,
ending in eagerness to see another you--
after the rains have gone.
(jan. 18, 1998)
WISHFUL THINKING
a long stare from you
a wink, a smile
i know i freeze each time
we dance.
our hands meet like children
slowly, with very light touch
almost innocently swaying
with the music that plays
just for you and me
the quiet dance floor comes alive
as if trying to revive a lost tune
i hold you closer and you let me
our bodies meet, hearts beating faster
and as i put my cheek on yours
you take a deep sigh as if
telling me to go on and melt
with you on a cold night
with stars that can no longer
compete with the brightest smile
from you.
and i plant a soft kiss on your neck
you hold me closer, closer as if
the night can scream in silence
to respect the love that emanates
from two hearts that beat as one.
the music stops and you look at me
i smile at you, you smile at me
then you whispered, timely--
"i love you."
(jan. 8, 2000)
WOULDN'T IT BE NICE?
that someday the sun will shine
even when the rains come
and clouds will suddenly form a pattern
so unique, so naturally absurd it would seem unreal
to the local mind
but what if the sun suddenly loses its shine?
then the world will turn around
and confess all the goodness that needed to be told
but who are we to question the validity
of such an action
when we, all of a sudden, lose our dreams
in the midst of a colossal desire
to unwind the twists and turns
of a life so unheralded by the ebbs and flows
of the moon?
one step, two steps...
then the floor cracked as if it was a dream
that was seen over and over
in the throngs of awe and satirical vision
conjoined by two distant candles to wish
for the dream that never was, but it is.
(july 16, 1998)
YOU ARE
another leaf springs up
from the already supersaturated earth
as another heart wakes up to see
how nature's power can wreck havoc
yet lavishly provides the needs of man
and unconditional love
in life.
as my heart beats faster to accommodate joy
of simply hearing music, laughter, and cries
that emanated from within the realms of awe-inspiring love,
gently reminiscing the beauty of your smile and soft-spoken words
as the night moves over and you fall back to sleep
without me.
reaching out, touching you, i know
you feel as if i were there gently stroking your hair
and brushing away happy tears
and letting a faint smile grow from your lovely face
as i look into your eyes once more...
then we kissed again
and again.
(feb. 2, 1998)
YOU THERE
the worm was taken when i got there
the nest empty.
scanning the sky, i saw no birds flying
and i wondered why
spring has overtaken me somehow
and the escapades of a friend just couldn't endure
the tremendous pull
i thought of.
days got longer
even when minutes ticked normally
but reliable albert knew that everything is relative
so in due time we shall discover
that not only does absence make the heart grow fonder
it stretches out time as well.
time?
a dozen more moons to conquer
without my presence seems too much to bear
put a dent on the earth as you trod upon
mother earth, laden with all the gladness
you can wish for... because
you are there.
(may 5, 1998)
