I bask in the memory of those orange afternoons when the tires run smoothly on a sun-kissed asphalt. My heart just stared blankly at everything, unabashed, silent and roaring.
- Kimmy Bureros, 1996

today ♥

September 15, 2008

Today my heart murmurs raindrops on dry earth.
Drop by drop they race to reach the parched.
Drop by drop they clasped,
Happy unheard puddles.

Today my heart dances arabesques on air.
Tiptoeing over confessions on outrage.
Tiptoeing over quiet longings,
Graceless square cries.

Today his heart kissed mine under his covers.
Wistful fingers writing away unsaid love.
Wistful fingers separated from his,
Raging emotions afire.

Today his heart embraced mine under the favor of stars.
Silent yearnings trapped in loud blithe.
Silent yearnings spoken aloud,
Fresh declared love. 

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Previous Comments

if you know a place where u can write this on leaves. tell me. i want to dream with you and talk about your 66. :)

Posted by tinay at September 18, 2008, 4:20 pm

yay sweetness!
its as if you’re writing my love story :)

Posted by vonskie at September 23, 2008, 2:25 pm

what a lovely poem..
your site is a breath of fresh air..innocent, pretty, deep but lite.

thank you for dropping by.

Posted by luiza at October 6, 2008, 6:49 pm

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