My Desire

In the stillness of the evening
Without sunlight to intrude
I see the twilight in your eyes
As the moon sets up the mood.

Playing music soft and low
While romance fills the air
I can't help but feel aroused
The moment you came near.

You succumb to my embrace
While candles flick their flames
As the sweet smell of cologne
Drives my lust insane.

As I look into your eyes
Run my fingers through your hair
I taste the sweetness of your neck
As I nibble at your ear.

I whisper words of love
And you answer with a sigh
Then in a very sexy way
Your body comes alive.

You're the heat of my desire
As we slowly both undress
And as I lay you down
You welcome my caress.

With your luscious sexy curves
You have a taste I can't resist
I love how your breasts respond
When I touch them with a kiss.

You give me so much pleasure
For ecstasy is here
With you wrapped inside my arms
To this heated love we share.

No one comes close
To this love that you inspire
For only you can fill this void
And the heat of my desire.

(c) Jheric A. Saracho
October 11, 2004

The Night Watchman

There he sat, the night watchman;
huffing from exhaustion,
wet from rain.

He rode his bike through the gate
at the crack of dawn.

He worked nights in a building downtown,
standing watch,
like the gods at Olympus,
making sure nothing's amiss.

He had a fight with his son,
because of some toy he wanted badly,
which he could not give.

His son --
hurt him with words
that drove a stake through his heart,
took for granted his sacrifice
to make sure they never go hungry
and send his kids to the best schools.

The watchman sat,
huffing, wet from rain.
My dad.

(C) Jheric A. Saracho
November 16, 2004

I wrote this poem after the 1st Pinoypoets workshop.

I never think of the future - it comes soon enough. - Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955)

Missing You

There's always inscrutable pain

Which remedy I could not find.

It torments me deep inside

Taking away the strength I’ve got.

It drowns me in loneliness,
Drives me to despair,

Giving me reasons not to breathe,
Should I go on, or retreat?

Inside me there's emptiness,
A void I need to fill,

Reaching out to escape this noose,
pulling me down, will it ever stop?

I want to touch you, but I can't,
hoping my wish the Lord will grant,
I long to be with you throughout eternity,
Waiting for an answer to my prayer.

There are times I want to give up,
let you go without a fuss,
But thinking of what we’ve sacrificed,
Makes me want to hold on tight.

Till when will these unwanted feelings last,
Is there an end to this long rain?
When will I see you, what should I do?
It's killing me softly - missing you.

(C) Jheric A. Saracho
October 22, 2004

I never think of the future - it comes soon enough. - Albert Einstein (1879 - 1955)