Monday, May 25, 2015

Who Needs Shelter




Good-day sunlight
I'd like to say how truly bright you are
You don't know me but I know you
You're my favorite.

Sunday, May 24, 2015

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Friday, May 22, 2015

Ironic

The greatest irony 
of my life is you.
You make make me

feel brave with your company,
yet I've never been

more afraid since then
for the fear of 

losing you is unbearable.
The strength you gave

to my frail spirit
brought me back to life,
yet everytime your lips touches mine
all the strength suddenly 

drains away from my knees.


Thursday, May 21, 2015

Close To You

Silent nights disturbed by the sounds of
whispered words across the sheets.
The steady rise and fall of your chest
matching the sound of your breathing
as the rhythm slowly lulls me to sleep.
Fingers stealing touches,
drifting over uncovered patches of skin.
And here in this tiny part
of this big world that we found
and finally claimed as ours,
I found peace.

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Ours

If I were a book,
the page where your name
first appeared
could possibly be
the most dog eared page -
wrinkled and coffee stained,
waiting for the day
that the story will continue
where our characters
would finally be written
side by side.



Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Two Is Better Than One

I see you through the 
steam rising from your cup
as you sip your tea.
You held my gaze
as if you're drinking me in,
never minding the 
scalding heat burning your tongue.
I look at you through the
steam rising from my own cup
and suddenly I thought of forever.
But not of the immortal kind,
but the one were I could
always spend my mornings just like this.
Me, watching you finish your tea,
with the steam rising
and the scent of tea and coffee surrounding us,
and the lines on your face get deeper in time,
yet the smile you have for me
never changes.


Monday, May 18, 2015

Parlez-Moi D'Amour

Speak to me of love
and feel the warmth
of my breath
and the movement 
of my lips 
against yours
as I whisper each word
back to you.  


Saturday, May 16, 2015

Never Been Kissed

What is it with kisses
that people write of
when they write about romance?
How could a simple connection
between two sets of lips
spark an intense sensation
that causes tunnel vision
increase in heart rate
and uncontrollable sighs?





Friday, May 15, 2015

Bright

Our places in the sky
might be lightyears away,
yet you and I are the only ones
that could create
this constellation of us.
Feel my light reaching out
to you for it never will
stop shining even long after
the fires inside me had burned out.
Before, I only think of miracles
as impossible dreams,
but when I met you,
I never - not even for once,
stopped believing in them.



Did you see that shooting star tonight?
Were you dazzled by the same constellation?
Did you and Jupiter conspire to get me?
I think you and the Moon and Neptune got it right
'Cause now I'm shining bright

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Shut Up and Dance

Take off your hat
and I'll take off my shoes.
Take my hand
and just dance with me
under the moonlit sky,
while our bare feet
paves a path
through the grass.
There are no need for words
as long as I can feel
your body next to mine.



"Oh, don't you dare look back. Just keep your eyes on me." 
I said, "You're holding back, " 
She said, "Shut up and dance with me!" 
This woman is my destiny 
She said, "Ooh-ooh-hoo, Shut up and dance with me."

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Collide

If I close my eyes
and for once
let my feet and fates decide,
will they bring me
back home to you?



I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I found I'm scared to know I'm always on your mind

Monday, May 11, 2015

27 Dresses

The first time I saw you look at me that way
was the last day we became strangers.
I didn't know what it meant back then,
but now that I knew, 
it never fails to make my heart skip a beat 
no matter how many times I've seen it. 
That crinkle in your eye that appears 
whenever your wide smile reaches them 
makes me want to reach out too 
just to feel them under my fingertips and my lips, 
because seeing them with my own eyes 
felt like never enough. 
I know that with all the places you've been to,
your eyes have already seen way too much beauty and wonder, 
but when I see you staring back at me with that look, 
you always make me feel like 
you've seen it with me for the first time. 
I know, because that is how
I always feel everytime I look at you.

*** Pardon me for this bit if mushiness. It's just that as I'm writing this, it's 1:24 on a Monday morning and I just finished watching "27 Dresses" so basically I'm still feeling a bit moony and hopeless (add to that the lack of sleep). The funny thing is lately I've been buggered alot by weddings and stuff and I'm not even sure why. So when I watched this, let's just say I just voluntarily rubbed sea salt and vinegar over an open wound. Here's a fun fact though, there's a part in the movie wherein I felt like screaming out loud "Me too! Me too!". It's that scene where they were talking about what was their favorite part of weddings and both of them referred to that moment where the bride walks in and instead of watching the bride, they'll look at the groom instead and see how his eyes fill with happiness and emotion as she makes her way towards him. Seeing the look on the groom's eyes usually makes me want to swoon in delight (and hence the inspiration for the post :P). I know I'm blabbering like a lovestruck idiot, but what can I say? Girls will be girls. Don't worry though, all I need is a bit of sleep and probably I'd be back to the old cynical me in no time. Or not. ;)

Friday, May 8, 2015

That Domesticated Feeling

Warm water washing away
the soap suds from fingers
grazing the smooth surface
of dinner plates and silverwares.
The soft music from the stereo
echoing around the kitchen walls
along with the sound of foot falls
roaming around  the room
while dirty plates clatter,
until they came to a stop
and I suddenly felt the warmth of you
breathing down my neck.


Thursday, May 7, 2015

Say

I'm running out of words to say
it makes me afraid you'll
run out of patience
as you wait each syllable 
to pass through my lips.
Hear me out
as I stutter the words,
know that each sound I make,
each breath I take,
all are meant for you.


Even if your hands are shaking
And your faith is broken
Even as the eyes are closing
Do it with a heart wide open
Say what you need to say

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

The Awkward Snail

Please bear with me for I have always been 
the awkward kid
who chews her words slowly
rather than spitting it out incessantly.

The forever awkward kid who never felt comfortable
within a huge crowd of people,
let alone a huge crowd of strangers,
but always feels safe in your company.

The one who needs to take slow, sure-footed steps
instead of the easy, graceful stride across pavements
just because she's afraid to stumble and fall and that
it would cause a stir that will make people look her way.

I don't need you to come and save me from misery.
I want you here beside me, not because I need you to need me,

but just because I love the feel of your skin against my skin,
and I love how I am with you around.

I don't know how to explain this.
The only reason that I could probably think of
is that you felt like home to me.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Find You




I'll run away with your footsteps
I'll build a city that dreams for two
and if you lose yourself
I will find you

Monday, May 4, 2015

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Neverland

If you grow tired
of this maddening world,
lay down here beside me
even just for awhile,
and like children we'd make
a world of our own.
Let's pretend that we are pirates
stealing away the sands of time.
And in this fortress that we built
with these pillows and sheets,
we'll hold the rising sun
at bay.

Friday, May 1, 2015

The Locksmith

Locked  inside an iron cage
cinched tight by miles of chains.
People passed by and tried to set me free,
with pity in their faces, they asked me
"Where's the key?"
And that's when I tell them
"It's gone, for I swallowed the key
so that no one could get in."
They went on with their ways
and never bothered to look back,
for how could you offer help to someone
who never wanted it back.
Yet I saw you pushing through the crowd,
never listening to my plea
for you to stop fiddling with the lock.
You were my greatest fear brought to life.
For you never needed the key
that I swallowed to keep

because you have managed to make
a key of your own,
and reached inside this cage

for my shivering body
that has been waiting for your warmth
for far too long.