LIBERATING
by Philip Vasquez
"Hide nothing from me, however hard."
-Sigurd -
(for PLM)
You were alone.
The tumultous traffic conceals
My intentions, my longing.
Obscured by the hustle and bustle
Of my own heart beat.
I stopped.
You took a glance,
From a distance,
I feigned innocence
Timorous of nonchalance.
It was the same feeling long time I last felt.
The feeling that tickles yet incites,
The love and fear at the same time.
Frivolous gestures of two souls
Devoid of yesterday's hurt and tomorrow's sorrows.
Tonight I neglect that feeling.
In tonight's veiled moon,
I remember that of nightingales' dare.
To emancipate this soul from broken dreams --
The one hurting is now
Liberating.Waiting.Dreaming.
(for PLM)
You were alone.
The tumultous traffic conceals
My intentions, my longing.
Obscured by the hustle and bustle
Of my own heart beat.
I stopped.
You took a glance,
From a distance,
I feigned innocence
Timorous of nonchalance.
It was the same feeling long time I last felt.
The feeling that tickles yet incites,
The love and fear at the same time.
Frivolous gestures of two souls
Devoid of yesterday's hurt and tomorrow's sorrows.
Tonight I neglect that feeling.
In tonight's veiled moon,
I remember that of nightingales' dare.
To emancipate this soul from broken dreams --
The one hurting is now
Liberating.Waiting.Dreaming.
