Your smile blew me away when you said you love me while nesting on the ‘mutilated sofa’ leaning on soft springs of love, legs straight kicked up staring at the moon that I couldn’t help but have my pining vows wake up earlier than planned and that never have I imagined having you under the wooden sky with the brisk breeze of Independence Day reckoning as my treasure. It was when Filipinos in toll of carols resounding all over the land and freedom blues play better on streets that you ‘saved’ me from the solitude of a man whose mistake is just to love with all hearts.
You said, next year’s gon’ be something to look forward but no, because the moment we had made love in less than a minute that I realized you’ll be my lifetime. I love you.