The bar closed early tonight,
I guess thats how it is during this time of the year,
I stumble upon the door
out in the night as i search for the road home
its never been darker, in all the nights of the year..
except for this night
Its late, and the last fireworks just
faded in the sky a minute ago.
cigarette tasted bitter,
as i lit the last fag i can find in my pockets..
walk it on,
walk on…
My old man used to say…
smoke fades
of old songs
gained and lost,
like lovers come and go
and gone..
I find myself staring in pavement,
I hardly notice the stench that reeks
through the wet damp smell of concrete,
as i stare in the dark horizon
lowly lit by a flickering street light…
heh!
old san miguel has done his job good, i said.
Night falls early these days.
its that time of year when the air gets thick
and clouds starts to form darker
Summer left a long time ago,
yet im still here waiting,
waiting for that one last sunshine..
i walked the street,
behind me the old city lights seems to lit up and out,
slowly like a woman just barely out of puberty,
dancing in the beat of her own heart
The woman was 3 years older than i was,
her curves are sexier and inviting than those in my age.
her body ripe like early summer mangoes
like the 1st dusk you see in May,
always exciting.
always fantastic.
she always entrhalls me whenever we made love,
her touch scorches like ember, leaving her smell of forever, in my skin.
she kisses hard and passionate..i guess what fascinates me is the way she kissed,
After every kiss, she kisses me again, half lipped and short..
like a signature or mark you leave
to remind you of something. In a way it was effective.
it always reminded me that she owns me.
and she did… at least for a year or so,
Her mom hated me
always thought i was juvie out to get some cash out of her daughter
you cant blame her,
I do look like some thug badly need of crack in ‘97
In the end i left and she was there still
standing in the corner of the old coffee shop we use to meet.
she left for the states and never looked back
i can still feel her touch sometimes
Walking on
walk on..
The last rain of july just stopped
as usual the mall was filled with empty faces and lost look,
amidst the lost i found her
long hair as black as the night
eyes deep as stars in the eyes of a dreamer
with a smile that i swore, until now, could have been the last i needed.
she’d take my hand and squeezed it everytime we walk together
We’d always argue about who held who’s hands first.
I never really admitted that. but i did held her hand 1st..
and i fell in love right before she held mine too,
long hours of coffee talk.
always flirting with our eyes.
long conversations about almost anything.
and in between she’d give me that look..
she could always tell what i needed.
and always i needed her. just her.
nothing else…
She’d make little wounded sounds very quickly
whenever we make love. and whenever we do,
it was always like a dream i wished i never wake up from,
in her eyes i could sleep forever. in her touch sunday
always found me waking with a smile.
I think about her most days,
The years i can never get back.
The chances i should have taken..
I can still feel her squeezing my hand,
Walk on,
Just keep walking
For as long as you can…
One last lovesong
to bring you back
One last shot in the dark
One last kiss in black
One last love song
to bring it all back
Walk right on..
It was the start of the year,
it was all beginning for us
The promise of a new life was more than
i actually wished for
Everything was perfect
I had her in my arms
in her china eyes i was beguile
Skin as white as snow
so soft and gentle it washed the memories
that scarred me all these years.
The ghosts of past was no longer there
not now
not today
For a while i was in heaven
and heaven proved more costly.
We’d make love like new lovers
discovering love all over again
We’d argue like a couple tired of marriage
of forty years. and just wished to end it all.
but we never did. i didnt want it to. neither did she.
behind the shouting. against the sound of tears.
there was love. and love was all the reason we had ever need.
but reasons will fail us in the end.
and so it did.
2 years was more than enough for the reason to last.
tears just didnt stopped from falling. and our kisses are no longer
enough to stop the pain. i found myself again lost.
lost in time. lost in each and sad moments that ever where in my life.
It all ends, old son.
In death all you’ve got is a memory and an old love song.
Its late, and the last fireworks just
faded in the sky a minute ago
And I can hear the music
One last love song
To bring me back
One last shot in the dark
One last kiss in black
And then walk on,
Just keep walking
Walk it on,
For as long as i can…
