a pulse in the wind
mixed in with the air I breathe

a bird’s own song
carried to where my wings bring me

a silhouette
sculpted behind as I face the sun

I touch
a mark of you
scattered around my world
in every small portion
that my body takes in,
at every drop of beauty
that my soul drinks from,
every thought and reason
that my mind keeps within it

to keep my heart beating
and my eyes waking

Love opens up a place
where all your pieces
on a puzzle board
are illuminated,
even when the lights are on,
putting phospors to shame

and time is not capable of diminishing
that ever-steady glow

Evelyn Dumag-Gabinete

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