By Justine C. Tajonera
When you woke up today
I wasn't there.
Your eyes were heavy
with dreams,
I couldn't bear
to disturb you.
When you woke up today
you must have felt for me,
stirring slowly,
listening to the birds
outside the window,
wondering where I
was.
When you woke up today,
you must have started moving
towards the stairs,
tentatively calling out
my name.
Maybe you cried,
wondering where I was.
If you were in a good
mood,
maybe you asked yaya
for eggs
and rice.
When you woke up today,
I was thinking of you,
how you looked when
I kissed your cheek.
Take my kiss with you,
dear one,
even in your sleep.
My love is even
and uneventful,
rock-bottom in its
existence,
awake always
even as you sleep.
(Nov. 12, 2009)
Image from: http://ladyfi.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/midnight_dreams.jpg
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