by Luis G. Dato

I walk behind you in the cobbled street,
The pungent odor of your scented hair
With orange blossoms mingle in the air,
Rare, rich admixture and solution sweet.
Did I say walk? O no! for not with feet
I move, but soar on fancy’s pinions fair
And scale ecstatic heights, a moment rare
When sorrows fade my gladness to complete.

Deeply I breathe the air that has caressed
Your face and form, and then to me it seems
That I have reached the end of all my quest.
My Golden Fleece, the nimbus of my dreams.
I tread as one whose life at last is blest,
As now your smile irradiant on me beams.

Luis Dato
Luis Dato

Luis G. Dato (July 4, 1906 - January 29, 1985) was a poet, writer and educator from Sta. Cruz, Baao, Camarines Sur. He published books in English including Manila A Collection of verse (1926), My Book of Verses (1936) and the Land of Mai in 1975. He also wrote several books and text in Bikol such as, Vocabulario Bikol-Ingles-Kastila (1963), Cantahon na Bikol (1969), Morfologia kan Tataramon na Bikol (serialized in Naga Times), Patotodon sa Bikol (Bikol Mail) and Sarabihon sa Bikol.

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