dear dreamer,

have you had your fill

of the night's taunts

of the owl's teasing hoots

of fallen petals from rose buds

nipped of scents

when the wind blew

and colored them red?

shall you bring

a torch

to give you a better view

of the walkway to heaven

a pair of gloves to hold

burning rocks as you climb

to the top of a falling tree

before it hits the ground?

spare candles are in my pocket

i have yet to weave a net

wait for me by the furnace

or wake me before you go

she, yet unknown

no one really knows

who she was

many too may have forgotten

she was once

seen crawling the soil

on tiptoes, with leather boots

made of alligator skin

they thought her pathetic

but then

she stood smiling

with relics of the golden past

crumbling in her hands

a boy remembers her

flying the skies with wings

borrowed from a butterfly

while her own

rest on the stream

singing their morning lullaby

she is gone

now, her ashes have met

with the red lava that always burnt

her passion for the weeds

that stood in the way

of her blooming love

but

someone, somewhere

sometimes swear, she was

at the blue mountain

plowing thru the pebbles

of her deathless toil

there were rumors

of wild hearts growing more

atop the mountains

a few more

butterflies seen flying

without wings

cognizance

she stood on a puddle at her feet, watching, still

a few drops trickle provocatively, thinking it was the rain

an image appears, blurred tho it be, a face.. hers?

a memory of what was hers or what was to be

the thunder sends another warning, jolting her

another storm perhaps was about to come, then

it too shall pass, and everything else will go down the drain

she stood on a puddle at her feet, finding the face, again

the ripples disappear...

many years...

i'll spend the night looking at you

remembering, the many years that passed

between us and the many “us” that passed

those years

we didnt have grey hairs then

white teeth flashing brilliant smiles

yet unstained of defeat’s tar

we made grand plans of building our castle

together, our kingdom

with its own skies, you bargained

for 3 pillows on your side,

yes, I can settle for just one with your arms

wrapped around me all night

many years,

many many years behind us

and we are still apart

we didnt know castles were so hard to make

and the skies sometimes vanish

with the clouds, we always thought

pillows brought comfort

especially on those solitary nights

many years, many many years,

ahead of us, yet

we are still apart

sleep on now, make us live in that dream

i shall join you

as soon as i get tired

just watching you,

many years, perhaps many more years

from now

revert not

why does the seconds hand

seem to run in reverse tonight?

no! dont go that way!

let's not..

go back..remember?

we did not like it there..

you were in a rush

even conniving with the hours

to hurry me

leave, just as i was beginning

to realize, curtains fall

and life... unfolds

remember how

i tried to plea my case

i asked you a pause

a tick or two, if only to make

a few moments last

but you were stubborn

you refused

and when we met,

that brightest twilight,

i remember

tears were gone, and i looked

forward

as you just kept pushing

moving - forward, father

and farther.. forward

now, let's not go back

there's nothing there if we do

just go your way, your usual way

move forward, take me

don't stop now

i've clung to you...

leave!

visit me not

on night's howls

let the day's affairs remain

unruffled

your flippant glee, away

i lived thru most days

simply

drifting, wandering

breathing

i need not to hear

your voice then strain

as it fades

and leaves echoes

i can hardly fathom

words and meanings

sounds

and silence

leave me

and never return

take as well your footprints with you

and everything you think

you touched

every single thing

you claimed to own

if it makes you

happy, take my heart too

my dreams, my hope

i dont need them now

just as i dont need you..

sometimes, there is forever..

sometimes i wish

i can do more than love you

sometimes i ask

the stars to come

and take you in a flight

to the golden sky

that you may see

half of the vastness

of my love

sometimes i remember

the nights we shared

dreaming, naively believing

it can happen

against all storms and tides

holding our breaths

till the night is over

mocking death that shall

find us

together

these are all but memories now

but when they return

and i still feel that melody

and i still can tell how much i love you

and i still can hear you say

how much you love me too

i know

sometimes, there is forever

shadow

don't

pity me, a shadow

you cast in a day

that never sees

light, ever, no matter

how many turns

you make

you see, i don't

cry, not even in whispers

ah! if you could

only feel me

smile

.

.

.

at night

in the darkness, as you reach

for the table lamp beside you

i touch

your hand, and we are

for fleeting seconds

but one

and when you rise

i wake with you

as you are what makes me

you are why i am

you are my light

delusion

sunrise breaks

the night skies

into splinters

visions, images well

captured in a glass

wall, we call mirrors

and see

ourselves, adorned

cuffs and blindfolds

hidden, and proudly

wear our medals of valor

we made it

so it seems, until

the splinters dissolve