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LOVE… The most cherised word. But how could she knew what love was? How could she know what it  was  that  she felt , when it was the very first time that she encountered that?

The night grew deeper, and the air blew colder. They were still together, entwined with each other’s arms. Their lips searching, trying to catch their breaths. Soon… they were one, Their bodies stuck so close, not a molecule could seep through.

Perhaps it was true love. Pure, unblemished affection, intense emotion felt so strongly as if nothing could break them apart! It was so momentous, so unique, so bizarre fraction of time dealt with by two mortals, nourished with that zany but true encounter.

They couldn’t care less with what went on with the world around them. She tried to look up but still was blinded. He did not mind at anything except that he was holding her. Nothing mattered much but their desire to be alone.

But they were not alone! They had the stars above, the full moon, the whole universe! They had the misty cold air around, the faint sound in the distance, the damp grass underneth their flesh.  These elements were there, but they simply did not care. Not a bit bothered.

All they felt was love; endearment; the excitement; in captivity. Time allowed each act. Every second meant forever! "… this moment must not end… It should last" (so they thought). For it was the moment they knew…love! It was the day they started living and not just existing.

It was then when they both realize they were meant for each other. Both were aware of being here in this world; of caring for one another; of sharing each other’s joys and sorrows; of thinking and being thought of. 

Their love flourished and was nortured with much hope and fulfillment. It was her first but surely not his. Afterall, what merits a woman most if not her viginity.

Gihandum, Gimahal ug gipangga
Kining gugma ko kanimo nga nahimantala
Bisan asa, nag-unsa o hain ka
Puno sa pagbati
Kining kasing-kasing ko nga nagmaya.

Karon sa gihapon ug sa matag unya
Sa kanunay naghambin sa tumang kalipay
Nag-ampo ug nang-hinaut
Sa ma-anindot ug mahapsay mo
Nga panghuna-huna.

Oo gugma, hain ka na?
Ani-a kining timawa
Nagpalandong ug nagpa-antaw
Nagpahiubos ug nangamuyo
Nga unta imong matagamtam
Kining kainit sa akong dughan!

It was one summer night, when dusk was, but softly creeping in. The breeze was no longer warm but not too cold as to freeze one out. The moon started to eek out from its circle, slowly rising up high to space… to merge with the evening clouds. It was on its fullest shape, its glaring brightness enough to cover the rest of the stars.

The night was still young and so was she… Everyone was smiling, with their silvery white teeth exposed up to their ears!… filled with that gladness inside their hearts. There is a celebration… it was fiesta time! Some were dancing, others were eating, laughing… conversing. Most of the kids were around running… playing. Merriment clothed them all! It was almost the same as those ordinary parties, but someting made it a little different. It wasn’t the fiesta nor the full moon. But it was the night of all nights! Indeed it was! Something  happened in that very particular full moon nightfall.

After dinner, the music went so loud it can be heard a mile away. She almost danced. Oh, she did!She felt the songs inside her gigling, summoning her frail muscles trying to persuade her to  glide to the beat, to the rhythm. And so there she was! Sliding to and fro in the room, breaking one step at a time. She was doing the waltz… her passion.

Moments passed… even hours. He then  took her out for a walk. They went away from that fun-filled excitement. The music wasn’t as loud as before. Maybe because they were far out that it would just fade away in  the thin cold air. They were somewhere in an open field. The moon shone so bright, they could see each other’s eyes sparkling with content. Ah! They were in-love!

Or was it just lust?

Then he held her hand, tightly gripping, sending jerks of electricity through her veins from her  fingertips up to her heart! She felt love. Was  it love? It must be love. What else could it be? She ignored the confusion. Why fuzz around with that thought when there is something weird but so good to be felt now? She looked at him and smiled. A smile that could launched more than a million ships!

Suddenly, he leaned over and… kissed her! It was that kiss which made that evening special. That kiss made the difference. And yes, it was.. love.

Remember when…
the first time we talked
your sweet voice echoed
through my mind…it was a surprise!

…the next time we spoke
tears ran down my cheeks
solitarily fearful.

Remember when…
the first time we touched
you held my hand
i held yours…

.. the next time we touched
we kissed!
On the cheeks
then on the lips… Remember?