LOVE Poem: “Talking To The Night is Like Talking To Goodbye”, by Sherry Caayupan

The day smiles to my window so happily,
As I sip a cup of fresh milk,
The hot beverage spoke so silently,
Never felt it unlike smooth silk;
Like my love who I never truced,
I fought gravity as to fight with him,
Never to fall for him in the first place,
Ever since the start of this flame;
I never felt the fall of snow,
The fireplace kept me warm in every nightfall,
There’s a thing he needs to know,
Never to smash our photo frame to the wall;
We fought once or a thousand twice,
He spilled his coffee on the floor,
Spoke badly words or lies,
Slammed when he left the door;
There’s one night we had a fight again,
He said he’d leave this time,
But when I cried, he came to me and then,
Closed his doors of anger, took his baggage back
before morning arises;
We kissed and made out,
Same old things as usual,
Await for either one of us to speak out,
Then, held my hand to make it casual:
I said,”Passed this morning, I realized,
This love though on the edge of crumbling,
If we exchanged everyday smiles,
Would be a love everlasting.”
He kissed me by the cheek and replied,
“I’m sorry for every fault or blunder.
I swear this time our love won’t be denied.
‘Til time will cease and love, then, will promise forever,
Though talking to the night is like talking to goodbye.”

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