In the golden hour,
I dance.
I dance with the music of the waves.
I dance and dream with eyes close.
I dance...
with my shadow,
We dance with the salty sea air.
We dance and dance and dance.
One foot to another,
Face lifting up,
Inhales and exhales,
And feeling the beam of the sun.
Arms swayed side by side.
Fingertips reaching to the ends
as if it will make it to the end of the sea.
I dance...
To feel,
To see,
To hold.
But mostly in this hour,
I save some light
Put it in a bottle
Where I see I can be.
BINABASA MO ANG
Jar of Emotions
PoetryShout out. Frustrations, Pain and Sadness. This book also contains Poems and Short stories.
