CEBU

Cebu... island of my birth
I remember clear blue skies
reflecting the glistening pristine seas
warm humid sticky air, hot and dry
gentle, friendly, carefree people
who talks in a song
makes me feel blue...
makes me long...

Cebu ... I ran away from you all the time
seeking greener pastures in a foreign land
but everytime I return
the truth sinks deeper within
that I belong to you...
and you belong to me
it has become clear
that you will always be a part of me,
etched in the deepest recesses of my psyche