It Could Be Nightfall
by Luca (naisip ko lang)
As we lay on the grass,
your belly was my pillow.
I was reminiscing
as you checked on the news.
The sky was that in-between color of cold pink,
little particles of water vapor vex and touch us randomly-
stirring a wariness of a hesitant drizzle.
Your breath is steady
while mine is drowned in the sound of you,
the feel of every blade of grass,
tasting my skin through my clothes.
Now, I do not care for the filth.
I do not care for the myriad footsteps that trampled our bed.
I do not care for the
waste of pleasures consumed,
of moments stolen
and light beams evaded.
I see the past,
and how blurry it is
through my myopic memory.
The stars themselves could not decide
whether to shine or fade.
like your eyes and mine.
however steady in the sky.
And they each hold a wish for you and me.
A promise once only
hung upon a tree.
Is the earth exhaling or is the sky breathing down on us?
Is the world turning
or do we drive it around?
Is that not my heart beating in your chest?
Is this not your warmth kindling my breast?
It could be night fall,
the crickets have assured it.
But it is only dawn.
And you are with me.