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May 19, 2008 at 07:45 AM

salumay-bangkal-manila(or a tribute to klimt's the kiss)the cold wind ushersmornings such as thisand i lay in bed, aching froma few hours of dreaming on the floorbeforehandi must admit that this is notmy kind of thingwherein surrender would be the best optionyou asked for a kissand i gave morethan what you bargained forthe morning hours trickled in...

salumay-bangkal-manila
(or a tribute to klimt's the kiss)

the cold wind ushers
mornings such as this

and i lay in bed, aching from
a few hours of dreaming on the floor
beforehand

i must admit that this is not
my kind of thing
wherein surrender would be
the best option

you asked for a kiss
and i gave more
than what you bargained for

the morning hours trickled
into the afternoon
settling into a pool of
black night

you walked towards me
with a smile in your pocket
and for once,
i did not feel the impulse
to back away

from what feels safe
from something i've never done
before

i left you a question
hanging in mid flight, our last night
in salumay

and you answered it with an embrace
as we returned to the city

last night, fran and i walked
along the streets of bangkal
deciphering stars and stones in our path

i found myself wanting to leave you a
question, for one last time

but 'til i get the words right
the eleven years in between us will stay

you, will forever be 24 in my memory
and me, the one who's turning 35.

 

p.s ( I told myself I'd never kiss strange men ever again, after my one year of freedom and promiscuity. I must admit that you made all of my nights in Davao very memorable. I don't know know where all of this will bring us but wherever we find ourselves, I will always remember the nights you held me and made me feel safe amidst the cold winds of Salumay.)

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