sleepy

i never thought of such beauty
existing in that cusp
between waking and dreams,
as i sit in thought,
swaying in a horseless carriage,
taking me home,
i still remember the colors,
the sounds,
that haunting melody,
the scent of mountain air
still sharp as if i, too, was there,
and not merely
a listener to a tale
that i shall take with me,
unforgetting each scene,
i shall take these with me,
this listener to that tale,
not merely, not really,
for i was there, feeling the sharp
scent of mountain air,
the haunting melodies,
the sounds,
i still remember the colors,
as i am taken home,
swaying in this horseless carriage
sitting in thought
between waking and dreams,
i exist in that cusp
of beauty i have never thought of before….

———————-

18 july 2006
11:35 pm
coming home from watching “batad sa paang palay”,
in a jeepney with babes lorayna and camilla jean belleza

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