As i sit here in the balcony,
The city streets of Abu Dhabi
glimmer as the night creeps in...
Here i am,
alone....
My fishes dance in my aquarium
like damsels
caught in a trance..
I am here...
And, like the many nights before,
...
Alone...
...
...again.
I stared around my room...
My guitar sits idly in the corner,
awaiting for my fingers
to caress the strings
and sing love songs...
But...
Not tonight.
Tonight is not for love songs.
I would rather dwell in this silence
and feel your love from miles away.
My eyes,
fixed on the screen of this phone,
awaits for your message.
Mi amor,
I am being tormented by the thought
of you.
Haunted by visions
of holding you in my arms...
and there you are...
so safely tucked
under your sheets.
and with your eyes closed,
i cant help but wonder:
will i ever get to witness
that profound moment
between your awareness
and slumber...?
because,
just as sure as you are there
bathed in dim lights
inside your room...
here i am,
with my silly smile
finishing this poem...
i long for the night
when i am there,
beside you...
savoring the moment.
feeling you.
...
holding you.
...
...tasting you.
that moment when
your sweet, simple smile
gently widens into a sexy openness,
as if to say: "ah, take me now..."
will i ever muster enough courage
and indulge myself to a kiss?
your sexy asian eyes,
Which haunted my dreams for so many nights,
is such a pleasant distraction
from this folly of mine
will i...?
can i..?
shall i..?
...
...
...
yes,
The streets of Abu Dhabi
are busy tonight..
but my room
is a silent witness
to the longing i am feeling
for your touch.
craving for the day
those eyes are staring
directly into my soul..
and see my truth,
my most sacred of secrets,
the nakedness of my being.
and find the boy
inside this man,
with his truth.
his strength.
his weakness...
just a boy....
...
saying:
"Nasaan ka na ba...?"
(Enjoy your day,
future wife)..."
