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Sunday, January 16, 2005

Still my favorite poem :-)...

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I was looking through some of my old websites and came across some poetry that Steve wrote for me a long time ago :-). This one is still my favorite poem :-).

If I hadn't mentioned it yet, Steve and I met on the Internet in early 1996. I was new to chatting then and way too naïve--one of the other guys in the chatroom started getting a little too brazen with me. Steve stepped in and saved the day :-).

Steve and I lost touch for 6 months because of Daylight Saving Time: the U.S. practiced it, Manila didn't. By the time he was logging into the chatroom, I was already gone.

Anyway, he wrote this poem for me about 2 months after we "re-met." I was seeing someone else at the time and didn't know what I really wanted. Even after 8 years, this poem still pulls at my heartstrings :-).

For the Lady Cecille

The Lady Cecille Catanghal
Did find me after the downfall
Of yet another romance gone awry.
'Twas several months since we'd first met
And I never thought I'd see her, yet
There she was before my very eye.

We laughed about our first encounter
The cad and his advances towards her
Which I did stop with gallant chivalry.
That second night we vowed right then
That never should it be again
Our lives apart. So bridge the gap did we.

And in the time since the revival
Of our relationship came the arrival
Of a friendship, but also something more.
It's undefined but very strong.
It's something for which we both long.
Yet we hesitate to open that one door.

Instead we talk about the day
And sometimes get together to play
Cute little games which set our childhood free.
And other times we're all romance
And wonder, "If fate provides the chance,
Is this how life for us would be?"

I like to think that yes, it would
Be that exciting and it could.
My fantasy life with her it knows no bounds.
We laugh, we dine, we dance, we love
A passion inspired from above
With a woman who looks as lovely as she sounds.

Yet how to tell the maiden fair
All those things that I not dare,
Words that my lips simply cannot speak?
It can't be wrong. It feels so right.
But when we part for the night,
All I can say is "See you next week."

-Slish 11/26/96

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