Song Of A Dying Love Poem by Noel Tupan

Here I am standing
alone and so still
recollecting our memories...
the past I'm missing.

When I look up the skies
I see not the clouds
but your face looking down at me...
smiling.

When I look at the trees
I see not the leaves
but your long black hair...
swaying.

When I look down the water
I see not my reflection
but your lips reaching my lips...
kissing.

I turn around and see
not my shadow behind
but your body upon me...
embracing.

Oh, maiden of my life
I see you wherever I set my eyes
I feel you wherever I go...
but I am dying.

I will hold my last breath
until you return
and hold your hands again...
I'm waiting.

(07/10/2010, Manila)