(28 August 2001, Bacolod)
We had traveled along life’s rough roads together
And the magic of love has swept us
With its spellbinding aerials.
In all adversities
Love has always been our shield
And now we are at the crossroads.
Though unbelievable, time has withered our love.
Our once-clasped hands in intimate moments
Have found solace in each other’s pockets.
You asked me to stop loving you.
How can I when everything I see
Reminds me of you?
Your face, refreshing as a bath
Taken after being out in the sun;
Your voice, cool as the morning breeze
That kissed my check;
Your breath, sweet as the first rainfall of summer;
Your touch, warm as the first
Glow of sunlight after the rain.
How can I when you are
The reason I love life.
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