Wednesday, November 19, 2008

The Embarrass-Myself-In-My-Own-Blog Post

I've unearthed this... crap I wrote bajillion years ago when I was young and didn't know better. To save the last shred of my dignity, I will not include my original title for this - I suppose once upon a time I called this thing a poem so we'll call this that - poem because it screams of cheesy, so let's just title this "The What-Was-I-Thinking?! Poem". (Pwede ding "The Once-Upon-A-Time-Jela-Was-This-Gigantic-Ball-Of-Mush Poem")

I hear the gentle tapping of the rain
Against the window pane
I hear the music of your voice
Whispering against my ear
I look up as the rain touches my lips
As my lips have kissed yours
The puddle of water mirrors my face
As your eyes had unmask your emotions
I lose myself under the rain
As I melt under your gaze
I shivered from the cold...
As I trembled from your hold.
Were you and the storm just one and the same?
Or have we spent so much time making love
under the rain?

1 comment:

oliboy said...

don't be too hard on yourself. it's a nice poem! :)