a song of anticipation
follows black leather footsteps
seconded by the pitter-pattering of a fist-sized machine.
i am jailed by your memory
these sparks of sunlight and walls of scented smoke and brownwood-rimmed picture frames
of evening coffee stains and cherry lip gloss
rent spaces at the back of my head.
eventually this present becomes a cage
and i , a restless bird fearing flight,
am longing instead to return
and rest in the warmth of your embrace
follows black leather footsteps
seconded by the pitter-pattering of a fist-sized machine.
i am jailed by your memory
these sparks of sunlight and walls of scented smoke and brownwood-rimmed picture frames
of evening coffee stains and cherry lip gloss
rent spaces at the back of my head.
eventually this present becomes a cage
and i , a restless bird fearing flight,
am longing instead to return
and rest in the warmth of your embrace
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09/23/07amo1: inday,ano gamit mong sabon?ang kinis mo eh…
amo2:siguro gumagamit ka ng papaya soap…
amo1: baka naman kalamansi…
inday: NO!!!
Only BELO touches my skin…what touches yours?
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There are tulips in the street, there are tulips in the park, but nothing compares to our two lips meeting in the dark.
– pamatay lines ni dudung kay inday.
