Makiling
Araw-araw
Kong naamoy
Sa aking gunita
Ang damuhang sa
Dibdib ng Los Banos ay
Nakayakap
Na sa aking dibdib ay
Yumayapak
Nagdarabog
Nagbabadya
Nagpapasibol
Ng isang kirot na sa lupain mo lang matatagpuan
Ang lunas.
Rav De Castro
expressions
02:57
Your Eyes
Avant sepia image I conjure
When I try to picture your face
Your face that is the
Wallpaper in my mind"s screen
Saving visuals after a minute
Or so, and your face with your
Caucasian nose and Mandarin eyes
Your Mandarin eyes I adore when closed,
In sleep or in a fleeting wink of lasting glee
An orgasm of sight
Or those begging eyes when I hated you, I love
Those chinky brown slits
Which has seen them all, but is focused on me
And see all, but the flaw which surely will make you wince
The two tea-colored balls
Circling me with blinded judgement
And I see me all perfect, reflected
Your eyes.
Rav De Castro
expressions
02:48
::SOLILOQUY::
these are
my thOught bubbles.
you can read them;
listen tO my ranting.
Or not.
i do not need yOur senses.
my wOrds find sanctuary in my writing,
as i find sanctuary in my wOven wOrds.
this is me sOlilOquizing,
thrOwing wOrds intO ObliviOn.
intO yOur ObliviOn.
welcOme tO mine.
-the cunninglinguist
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