It primarily started as a monthsary greeting for Camz. She was spending eons already of not checking her Friendster account, so I thought of surprising her by posting a comment there. Oddly enough, my comment surprised me back as, after reading it to myself and tweaking it a bit, it took form of something I have missed for quite some time now: a poem.

Message

Probably you won't read this
in the next couple of days,
maybe weeks or months even.

But that precisely makes this wonderful.
That regardless of the exactness of time,
I am here discreetly reminding you
of your importance, in a place whose name
now nears an escape in your recall.

It's like shouting at the void the sky unfolds
to us every day and not getting a response
but the slow movement of clouds.

Very much placid and stealth
this message may be, but take notice:
under its delicate folds resides the fire
that have kept you and me desirable for years

of us knowing each other,
exploring and determining each other.

I am still here, and I love you.