Tulag ng bibig, kabig ng dibdib Ilang beses na ba na iba ang lumalabas sa bibig Dahil kung ano ang nasa puso, yun ang pakakaingatan mo Madalas sa buhay na ito, mahirap magsabi ng totoo Kung puso ko ang susundin ko Ano kayang buhay meron ako Kung sarili ko lamang iniisip ko Magiging malaya kaya ako Okay lang ako, madalas kong sagot sa 'yo Taon at buwan lumipas gusto kong umiwas sa 'yo Ngunit eto tayo, Paano na ako lalayo sa 'yo Sa tuwing kasama kita, buo ang pagkatao ko Hanggang kailan ba tayo ganito Bakit sa ‘yo,di ko kayang lumayo Tulak ng bibig,kabig ng dibdib Sadyang totoo pala ito If I could paint you in words
Shower you with my love Clothe you with my outmost desire You , my love is beyond beauty itself I love the way you stare at me Looking directly into my eyes I feel like you can see my naked soul You seduce me with your stare Words are not needed when we hold hands Nor the distance that sometimes separates us Even in days, in months or years my love It always feel the same when we see each other again Who can tell behind that angelic face Are tales & epics of wildness & naughtiness That body adored in the limelight Was once the body shamed in darkness My love, you are a revelation Full of mask & hesitations When we are together my love Just be yourself, be yourself You are home. |
I kept chanting this to myself. We are just two forces that can't be together. One day, I will totally forget about you. One day, I will finally move on. But then, you showed up one second and nothing matters but your existence.
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I can draw inspiration easily from random sources.It could be in the form of music,books I've read (fiction or non fiction),tv shows and movies or any kind of film,news reports,people I have encountered or randomly met and stories I get to hear at times.It could also be in the form of misheard lyrics or people just passing by.I can even draw inspiration from an insult I get from a customer at work.
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I write to settle my rage.I write to document my joy and happiness.I write till I feel better.I write because it is like the source of my life.It is my best stress reliever.It calms me.It keeps me sane.It makes me reflect before saying anything.It is pretty much my life like a food giving me strength to keep moving on.
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