iN dAKAK

We are here in this island
at the back the surrounding mountains
a little near the woods and bushes
we hear the birds singing this morning

it is eight o'clock in the morning
you walk along the coastline
as i watch you

i lay my body on a swing tied
between two coconut trees
under this big pitogo tree
i bathe in air and hear the hush of a
certain longing

it is so peaceful here
the clouds are bluer than in the city
do not ask me why
the sea is like a pastel blue blanket
spread in bed

the silence runs on the white sand
the hermit crabs run and stop and run
i can hear the crumpling of the castles in the sand
last night we built them

i put my buri hat hiding my hair and covering part
of my forehead
the leaves fall inside my mind
there are certain notes of sadness trickling
inside my heart
a cascading loneliness
my ears are hearing them
my arms till now cannot embrace

i do not doubt it
here is this paradise even with her
i still long for you

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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