Bittersweet Memory Poem by Froilan Jay Guiral

Pouring out a jar of wine,
A bittersweet bites, a foretaste on my lips,
Pale; totally turned lifeless,
I was able to forget and sleep well over night.

Here comes you take it over,
Across the lane of my heart,
Interlude; Oh! I’m craving to dance over again,
Tireless; I can wait ‘til breaking dawn.

Releasing all the pains,
On a very nerve-racking hours,
Able to mingle; I laugh happily with clique,
On the next round; I’m a bit tipsy.

You completely fill-in the gap,
Like pouring a water on a wineglass,
Calling you to lend on my hand,
In your arms; I will rest eternally.

November 5,2013
2: 07am