Your eyes speak a thousand love,
Your rose-hued cheeks compliments the frickles of mine,
Though your mouth is silent but your lips are blazing,
And when you smile it creates thrill in every bit of my soul.
My hands want to feel your hair,
Until it could reach your neck,
Down, down to your hands,
So we could hold each other's souls 'till dawn.
My lips want to touch your forehead,
to your nose, and chin,
And it's pleading to whisper in your ears,
The love that I can never tell.
If I can just dance you in a moment,
It must be in a silent setting,
So I could listen to your heartbeat,
For it would be a perfect song to my ears.
But fate designed you for someone,
and that someone is not me.
So, I'll just spend the night alone,
With your image in my mind.
4/7/2020
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TINGOG!
PoetryTINGOG is a bisaya language which means VOICE. I made this to create a compilation of my poems not just to express my thoughts but also to inspire others especially those who are rowing the same boat with me. This is not yet a product of a great a...
