Maglaro raw tayo

sa aking kama.

Nagtatawanan.

Nagtitinginan.

Ito ang kwento ng ating simula,

sabi nila.

Natutong magtampuhan.

"Isauli mo na kasi!" at

naghanap-hanapan.

Hanggang sa makaabot na tayo

sa kung saan-saan.

Pakiramdam ko tayo'y 

nasa tuktok ng Mayon

sa itaas ng punsong iyon.

Pero doon nagsimula ang 

pananakit mo.

Umalis.

Naghanap ng iba

sa

tabi-tabi.

(A) Little Love

Longer days

limited 

horizons.

So absorbed with your 

sunrise,

Overlooking that it, too,

synchronically

set

with mine.

By dawn, 

You-

gone.

It was autumn when our 

Fall

began.

Seasons

Droplets

from the I.V.

mirrored those emerging 

from my eyes.

At the moment,

no one else had the right to ask

"Why me?"

More than you.

Stage Three

Your eyes ; semicolons that could separate fantasy from reality.

Your mouth - dashing, yet reassuring - capable of setting fine lines and limits.

Ears that paused, listening to problems and words unspoken,  commagain?

And arms which tugged towards the parentheses of your (((ribcages)))

All of these I knew

You were saving

For her.

All of which I wished 

Were meant 

For me.

But

You were never mine

To let

go.

So i haven't.

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