Various Poems

12. Cerulean Skies

To be continued, like the love story of my life
It started with a kite, a rumor and a lighter
Aunt Dolor and her sister was actually the one who's been trying to break me before
The hidden champagne twist and the perseverate mail spree
I wish this isn't another tragedy.

The cerulean skies and the clear blue waters
Hides the dirty secret nobody knows
Aunt Dolor's sister wants him to marry her daughter
Because she knows that he's rich even though I didn't really know that before
He neglected for a myriad of times
She's been giving me money from what she found under the tree
Spreading rumors like how Joe is so good at cheating
And how that hoe is better than me
I'm was actually dumb to see that soon enough
Well its payback time for what you've done.

He proved his point and the explanation was flawless
He had a plan to bring hell to that bitch
The first part is bringing me back to him
We're back but not together as it seems.

We flew from London to Florida
Dressed up as Ms. Everything and Mr. Yoda
Fake IDs and told everyone we came from Minnesota
Ola bruha! I'm here to bring you to your place as fast as popping a can of cola
It rained photocopied papers and evidences of their crimes in the street
The stealing, the pyramid scheming, the states they've been visiting
You're no Dolores and Leonor, your actually Marittes and Susan Bekenemens
The infamous thief that came from the Philippines
Stealing hopes and dreams, selling negativity and fake schemes
The conspiracy theories and controversial fallacies.

Alleged, begged but still got arrested
Well that was a whimsical voyage
Those unhinged corruptors is the payback no one could ever imagine
And her daughter, she became the neighborhood's enemy number one
We flew to the Philippines, loved the beaches not like their money laundering business
Continued our voyage, catching bitches, swimming in sand beaches
Continued our love, fast forward to chapter sixty-one and fixed our glitches
Taped their brazen mouths and detrimental statements
Disowned their illegitimate accents, wailing like banshees and sirens
Rancid souls and odious comments
The demons loathed them with sulfuric mojitos
The devil ripped their ordeal with cursive letters.

Kisses under the cerulean skies
Lived in skyscrapers, now witnessing the city life
What a journey, filled with thievery, plot twists and comeback diaries
Our love story is now seamed together by your 'always kind' nephew
Those aquamarine eyes always mesmerize me under the bright cerulean skies.