Wishful Thinking

Mahirap magtago ng sarili at ng relasyon. Minsan hindi pwedeng magsama, dahil baka may makakita. Hindi naman ako kerida, at ganun din siya. Minsan, sa pag-iisa, wala ka na lang magawa kundi ang magsulat. Na sana...

I want to set fire to the oceans. And they will cease to keep us apart.

To unfurl a map of the world and fold it. Until you are close enough to touch.

And heat time inside a furnace. Until we can bend it to our will.

Perhaps shape it into a circle. Whole, perfect, unending.

To prove no numbers are prime. For nothing deserves solitude.

Write of William's star-crossed lovers. Awakened before they fled.

That star we both wished on. Is but residual light from what is long gone.

But a collapsed sun gains power. And remembers its promise.

To take the sky and pour it in a jar. For me to give to you.

Wake beside you at first light. And wonder at the colors of each sunset.

Twilight descends. I poke holes at its dark fabric.

We at the far side of the moon await. The light to shine on its face.

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