Poems and Prose and Girlhood

Te Amo Mi Señor

I whisper to the crescent moon of the endlessly beautiful sky 

these words in my heart that i always forget to speak out 

in front of you, hoping that the wind carry it to you so you will know 

tonight that i said what my heart has been screaming all these days that i have seen 

no sight of you, I hope your eyes adore the moon

tonight for it knows all of the secret of my heart

so please be kind to my secret-keeper

only her is the witness of how i scream in silence while my palm caresses my blushing cheeks 

and my lips widening into a perfect smile 

of a human that adores someone she love 

like how she love the adorable moon everynight

will you listen to the wind, my love? Will you try to understand?

all i've whispered to the wind tonight is just the words that i want to tell you, it just can't come out of my mouth.

Estl. 10-2022