I LOVE YOU

Stars in the skies, oceans and seas

And the mountains so high

Endless streams of words and adjectives

Formed before me to compare

Thee end define.

Though I know earthly colors can’t paint

Such beauty of yours,

I will try again to picture thee

By weaving lines that fall like raindrops

Cold and fresh from my memory

So then I’ll say.

 

Your smile spreads like wings

Of a thousand angels,

Your scent roams and lifts up my spirit

Like the tempting fragrance of roses

Rare…as it seems to fade by the moonlight

Across the darkness of the shadows,

This love still grows by having you inside,

Yet it seems like my feeling is

Not yet recognized.

Flavor my dear

Do you know that I love you?

Do you know me?

Do you know me…by now?

Who knows, maybe today,

Perhaps tomorrow, you’ll know me.

In the pages of Southern Leyte Times

You’ll see the lines that I weave,

The words that fall like rain

Cold and fresh from my memory

Are now another form of POETRY.

contributed from Southern Leyte Times