A gentle but keen organism found in very challenging environments. Although an extremist, it is known to be friendly to humans. Equipped with a pair of hypnotic eyes, a sweet tongue, and wine tasting lips, this suave and debonaire is a master kisser and is known to sweep women off their feet should they venture far enough into its territories.
Have some "crackers"...
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Friday, March 31, 2006
Treasures Part VIII: Five Candles
One day, Therese called her daughter of four, Iris, to sit
beside her on the living room table. She showed her five
candles of different sizes sprawled on the table top. Iris
looked at them and then at her mom with curious, bright
little eyes. And then her mother stroke a match and lit the
longest candle. She said, "Iris, this candle is mommy and
this light is mommy's love." After that, she took a small
candle and lit it using her candle. She said, "This little
candle is you and mommy gives you all her love but still
has all the love left in her for your daddy, your brother,
and your baby sister." She placed the candle on the stand
and took another, lighting it with her own. "This is your dad
and mommy gives him all her love she has but still has all the
love left in her for you, your brother, and your baby sister."
Again she placed the candle on the stand and took another,
lighting it up, saying, "this is your brother and mommy gives
him all her love but still has all the love left in her for your
dad, you, and your baby sister." After placing the fourth
candle on the stand, she took up the last and the smallest
one and lit it. "This is your baby sister Nicole and mommy
gives her all her love but still has all the love left in her for
you, your brother, and your dad," placing the last candle
on the stand. They watched the flames burn brightly,
seemingly dancing gracefully to the tune of time's orchestra.
"You see Iris, mommy's love is like that. She can give each
one of you in our family all the love she has but still has
all the love left in her to share." Iris tried to ponder her mom's
words but to make it easier for her, Therese put off the
flames on all the candles except that of Iris's. She then gave
the lit candle to Iris and said "This candle left burning is
you Iris and this flame is your love. Now, here are the candles
of your dad, your brother, baby sister, and mine, what would
you do with all the love you have in you?" and she handed
her the candles. Iris eyes grew wide with glee, smiled and
nodded her head in confirmation. She finally understood,
took the candles from her mom, lit them one by one,
and professed her love..
 You were there when I needed you...
Posted at 2:03 pm by gerchuy
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Once, I heard your smile
A distant dream, like angels calling
Upon a serene early morning mist
And I turned around, only to find
That you're nowhere...
Still, you managed to share a glance --
Ephemeral, breathtaking
And the moment gave way
To a beautiful surrender
And the breathings of a heart taken away...
I stood on heaven's doorstep,
Whispered a silent kiss to the wind,
And moved on -- wondering...
Will I ever find you again?
All things in time revealed, but until then...
Until then...
Posted at 11:07 am by gerchuy
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Treasures Part VII: Quiet Storm
It was over in five seconds flat. I was on my way to her
temple of Aphrodite, busily waving away the leaves and
bushes that lie along the treacherous patch. I guess the
tropical disease has gotten into me and now I find myself
in yet another episode of insanity. Paying her a tribute isn't
only mad, it's romance's suicide at best. After all these
years, well, I finally found the courage to rekindle what
has been a bloodshed of smiles and warpath of pucker-ups... Before I knew it, I'm already in her presence. Damn it! She's
looking at me again like a lioness ready to feed on her next
meal. With raised brows and spear-sharp pretty eyes, she
said, "Hi! How are you? It's been a while. What brings you
here?" It's such a pity I got lost in her killer charms and it
took me three decades to muster my reply, "Hi! I'm good.
How are you girl? And damn! You look so fine! What have
you been doin? Killin' men with those curves?! Hehe!" She
laughed and said, "Sira! Gago ka pa rin ano? Musta na?"
My fears subsided ten percent and I was able to say, "Well,
I just got lost around a bit, thought I might drop these little
devils..." and I handed her a bouquet of hand-picked red
and white roses. She was surprised, and for once I caught
her off-guarded. She couldn't say anything except look at
me with questioning eyes and I took the opportunity to
explain, "On my way here, I thought about what I can get
a girl who has everything in her life and I came across
these vermins poking their cute heads among Hokkaido's
fields. I thought, hey, maybe you do have everything but
it's not everyday that a silly guy would dare give you a
bunch of flowers..." I tried to go on but her lips already
locked into mine. When she has satisfactorily drained
the last of my breath, she said "Ghetto superstar! That is
what you are! Comin' from above reachin' for the stars.
Run away with me to another place. We can rely on each
other from one corner to another, can't we?" *wink* *wink*
...and off she took me her casanova hostage once again. *sigh* =)
 Loko ka ah, 'lika dito...=)
Posted at 11:42 am by gerchuy
Thursday, November 24, 2005
(from Ger Chuy's "Musings and Strings")
Verse I:
Amidst depths of scented follies
Beneath the arms of a kind goddess
You got me twisted still, twisted all over
Hand in hand, in the love of a lover...
Verse II:
Lost myself in your swaying grace
Drifted away to your passion's pace
Drowned in your smile a countless times
Only to survive and melt again in your charms...
Chorus:
When we dance, angels come flying high
Lead my soul to a distant dream
And let this music begin;
When we dance, catch me fall into your eyes
Teach me how to kiss again
And show me not to let it end;
When we dance, leave me stranded in your while
To love away all the hurt you cried
And stay for eternity by your side;
When we dance, hold my heart in your hands
Reach out, find me where I stand
And see me for all that I am...
 ...when we dance.
Posted at 7:54 pm by gerchuy
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Treasures Part VI: 'Coz There's You and Me
Five centuries and three seconds tonight, I find myself standing on the dusty roadside, waiting for the last stallion to catch on my way home, wondering if you've had too much of your alcohol rights again. You're such a baby, you see, and the more you try to down every bottle with all the confidence and strength of spirit you could muster, the more I drown into you. Well, of course I can't just let you pass out on me or your heart will stop, and I won't allow that, not me. Still, it's such a privilege to hold your beautiful neck up straight so you won't hurt your head when you fall back after throwing up a bucketful. And I'm wondering how could such an angel be so silly. When will you let this punch drunk love of yours cease? Until you're already free-falling? I say, if you want to jump, I will jump with you. Crash and burn. Melt and fade away... I'm losing my affection's guard. Whenever your dizzy and dainty head rests but not on my shoulder, I could see the entirety of your face against the soft tones of your feelings. I may not understand what you're murmuring to yourself, but believe me, a smile is all I could do to keep myself from getting hooked up with your sweet nothings. And yet this smile is only but a small token of admiration of what I see when I look at your eyes in their half-dreamy state. They show their honest and pure form, without inhibitions, without those look-away stares whenever I happen to steal a gaze during the day, during that time of our life when we hold everything back in a defensive stance of sort. We are, for all we really care to admit, a bunch of emotionally sensitive people. We try our best not to get the wrong impressions with our daily acquaintances, and avoid being all rained-out otherwise, for the rest of our week. That's why I cherish these moments--defenseless, unguarded, true,sincere, beautiful... But then again, these times don't last forever, and tomorrow's just another day. Tonight, I will have to carry you on my arms again, back to where you should belong, and ensure that you're safe to rest your heart before I go my way. Just don't get too heavy next time or I won't have any choice but to drag you upstairs! Hahaha! I'm just kidding...I'll always be strong for you--always. We'll be fine, 'coz there's you and me...  ...and I can't keep my eyes off you.
Posted at 1:31 pm by gerchuy
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Sa haplos ng iyong malamyang umaga
Pagkalunod ko ay dagliang nahimasmasan
Ang kaloobang kagabi lamang nagsusumigaw
Sa saliw ng pagwawangis nitong damdaming bigo
Sa muli't muling paghahanap ng kapares nitong puso
'Di ko akalaing ang mga along sa akin ay yumapos
Ay dadalhin ako sa iyong piling...
Kung ang bukas ay 'di ko man tangan
At ang ngayon ay walang pangakong kailanman
Hayaan mong ialay ko ang bawat sandali
Bawat tibok ng panahon sa kanyang agos
Upang habangbuhay kong dadalhin
Itong pagkakataong ika'y makasama
At masilayan ang kariktan ng iyong tingin...
Nais ko mang maipahiwatig ang lubos na kagalakan
'Pagkat sa tabi mo, ibigin ko sanang mamalagi na lang
At muling magpakalunod sa musika ng iyong tinig
At kung ipagpapaubaya mo na ito'y aking hilingin
Wala nang nanaisin 'pagkat naligalig na itong damdamin
Subalit ang mga katagang nalalabi na lamang sa akin
Ay kung maaari bang kailanma'y manatili sa iyong piling?
Watashi no Koishii to Kirei no Geiko desu.
Posted at 11:27 am by gerchuy
Thursday, October 20, 2005
To Those Who Loved And Drowned...
(Epitaph for the Lovers and Friends in Treasures Part V)
May you find your heart's longing,
Amidst the neverending confusion
Of fleeting chances and stale emotions,
Seeing farther than what they seemed,
And knowing for what they've always been.
I may never understand love myself
And maybe not even in this lifetime,
For love takes more than what I can offer,
More than what I would willingly give,
To let me in and find me within,
Without bringing me down,
For I'm already on the ground.
We all wanted the kind of affection
And care that we've always hope for,
At times putting to risk everything
Just to find ourselves at the start again,
Wounded but only to recover,
Get over, and do it once more.
To those who lost and drowned...
May the seas bring you ashore,
To where you will find her;
May she take you into her arms,
Feel your wounds and hold your hands,
And love to love you, this time and forever.
 to where you are...
Posted at 10:28 am by gerchuy
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Treasures Part V: Lovers and Friends
Last night, my island buddy and I had a little talk
by the calm and soothing seafront underneath our
ever faithful moonlight muse. We brought along enough
coconut beer to drown an entire legion, wood to burn,
and a fish net. We laid out the net on the sea in such a
way that the moon-dazed fishes would simply get
themselves trapped as they try to follow her across the
clear skies. And then we lit the fire on the shore,
burrowed our feet deep into the fine sand, and talked
about life, and the other time-worthy part of it:
lovelife...
He said he missed his girl. She went to a very distant
place to enhance her career life for a better future.
They made a vow to keep their relationship open
should time come that they would need someone to
give them warmth in winter. He said that he thought
he would be doing fine after she left, but years have
passed by and she never came back. All they had
those times have been the occasional hi's and how-
are-you's in their letters, but not a hint of even just a
momentary visit. He was wondering if she met someone
else but time and distance made him longed for her
more and more, until this point that even the thought of
her finding someone else hurts so much that he would
rather not ask her if she did. In as much as the same
way, she never asked him either. A couple of stars fell
from the sky, and since today was his birthday, he made
a wish, a heart's wish--that may the gods let him see her,
just once, and if only for the last time. He just wanted to
know if there's still something or anything between them,
just that, so he could move on...they would move on...
I listened to him. And I could not help but choke on
what he felt. In as much as I wanted to say something,
I could only give him another round of beer and look
beyond the sea, to where she is. The wind was soft and
gentle, and how he wished women were like that...how
he wished love was more compassionate and tender. It
must be that we were down to the last bottles of beer when
I saw tears in his eyes, and the sand sparkled with every
drop of it. The embers were dying but our beloved muse
was kind enough to light up the entire world around us.
We forgot about the fishnet. We ran into the water instead,
like kids, screaming. Yes, we will forever be young men at heart,
for the love that has never found its solace will burn for all
eternity, until it has consumed itself, only to burn again when her
love feeds it aflame. As for the heart that has found its place,
life will be short but most worthwhile, for what good is anything
so priceless if it isn't valued in its own time and space?
The waves embraced us, we went separate directions...
and disappeared...
 ...drowned and lost in love...
Posted at 11:26 am by gerchuy
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
Today I woke up in the early morning mist,
Looking at you, wondering how such a delicate
Heaven-sent could have let me into her world.
And I could not help but smile. Wondering still...
Yesterday must have been quite a mess,
That's why I'm here now, right beside you,
Watching over you, as you huddled into my arms.
You're such a cry-baby. And I am your surrender...
And if this world breaks your heart,
Just take mine. For it is yours, it has always been,
Eversince the day I asked you
If I could take your smile home with me...
For I have travelled a lot, only to find
That what I have been searching for is here, by my side.
And there's no other place I would ever want to be,
Than where the magic in your eyes
Is only a heartbeat away...
 Where I am, heart in hand...
Posted at 11:36 am by gerchuy
Friday, October 07, 2005
Tell Me Where It Hurts...
¿Por que parecen tristes?
¿Por que te llanto? ¿Donde venir las lagrimas? ¿Por que es caia?
Me odio verte tan deprimido, mi amor…
¿Es que tus rompio el corazon en pedazos? Causar te llorar y causar te herir; ¿Puedo ayudar en algo? ¿Puedes dame un opportunidad,
Restaurar todo el pedazos tu corazon? ¿Puedes decir me donde es duele? Hare todo los possible, Causar tus llorar desaparar... Por eso, por favor Decir me donde es duele Y te amare para siempre; Si te dejame permanecer, Vas a por una amare los herir Cada vez apartarse... Why is that sad look in your eyes? Why are you crying? Where are all those tears coming from? Why are they falling? I hate to see you so sad, my love... Is it your heart that's breaking into pieces? Making you cry and making you feel blue; Is there anything that I can do? Can you give me a chance To bring back all the pieces of your heart? Can you tell me where it hurts? I'll do my very best To make your tears go away... So tell me where it hurts And I will love you forever; And if you let me stay, I'll love all those hurt Away...  Victims of love...and I retreat.
Posted at 2:35 pm by gerchuy
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