During my “Sunday alone time” I accidentally uncovered some of the poetry I used to write back in college. I’m not sure if I actually posted some of in my old blog so pardon my French if I indulge myself in a memory of what I used to do.
Like a Lover
If you sing to me
Like a lover in love,
If you bathe my tears with tears;
If you, like a lover, soften my blows
Against today’s winter
And kiss me like spring –
Be it a caress of feather
Or a sorrowful weather.
Dream with me in a slow dance of Time.
Love me forever, in one
Scarlet embrace, and kiss me, dear, with
An undressed heart,
And a wet teardrop
That finds way through a river’s face,
Like a lover in love.
– jayvee fernandez
I wrote this for someone I used to like in college. It never became us but we watched three movies together, had one dinner date and I remember calling her once when she moved to the States. And no, we never kissed. I remember we held hands once, but we were both pasmado. Hehe.
