Shogunoka Ledesma III Poems

I have never felt the chill of winter
Nor the birth of spring
Only the two faces of Nature
The golden sun shining
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The day is dying
Its bright blood smeared
On the azure blanket
See its light blinding no more
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Whirlwind of autumn leaves,
Gently they dance around,
The tune of her timid footsteps.
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You are the flame
Of this dying ember
Fueled by your warmth I breathe
On that cold July night.
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Come rest your head upon me
With the day’s burdens and tiresome chores
Let me share the weight on my shoulders
And feel your hair on my chest
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Meet me at six, she said
I shaved at four, I think
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To hold her hand was ecstatic
I know she was mine
At least for a moment
The first touch was electric
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bow humbly before You
Bathala
Of infinite beauty
Giver of life
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Heed the words of Akutagawa
Don’t let them fall
Like the searing rain
Over the corpses of the Gate
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Days passed with your vision blinding my eyes
Walking hours I float in dreams
In dreams I yearn of consciousness
In sleep I awake,
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