you play with a married man.
you ride on his car alone,
you paint a naughty smile on your lips
your blouse lying on the passenger's seat
your arms all over him
we are all dewdrops that hang.
it is in shining that we die.
-Prof. Merlie Alunan
okay here it is ranel..
you may use it once you find someone worth loving..
like a stolen glance-
is there when no one looks
is hesitant when you're around
is never tired
of waiting for a chance
like a dew drop hanging on a branch
when the sun crosses the sky,
i fall off after shinning once...
love's like an opening that cannot be filled
i made love to my bed
and the thoughts in my head
- a friend
i just said 'yes' for the sake of it
then he had me looking
for what seemed to be a lost button under his parents' bed.
half bent, i heard my thin garment
under my skirt got ripped.
his long leather belt fell with a big thud.
i waited a bit longer now fully bent
his hands heavy on my waist
i had my head hit the side of the bed
once, twice, thrice,
and more until he halted...
with a strong grip on my sides
he just bounced back on the bed.
i stopped looking for the button, or was it the belt?
i got up to press a used shirt on the floor
he could have been grounded for the thick white
little puddles on the floor...
funny how an adventure to my world encourage words
while a venture into yours drains them out
i stepped my left foot back
then you followed with your right
you slowly leaned your face towards mine
as i reluctantly threw my head backwards
you looked into my eyes, searching
then i closed mine
our hands held tightly together
danced together in the cold misty wind
you whispered my name in my ear
but i called his name in my mind
it was all so sudden
i found my shaking body on the floor
no longer dancing
though searching for my tune...
by heaven above
i will not be your true love
you showed me a big box coated
with rainbow- colored icing
your eyes glistened so i thought
i'd have it
but you laid the box on the table
me, seeing but never really having it
made my mouth water
but left my stomach empty and growling
maybe you really are just a tease to my eyes
always there but never really mine