solitaire
a desire to fashion you
becomes a haunting dream
in a moonlit night
the booze becomes you
teasing my lips
with bitter-sweet kisses
a desire to hold you
becomes a burning passion
on a cold satin bed
the pillow becomes you
bewitching mine eyes
with your beauty O
you were not really there
blythe dream bright eyes
just a bottle of whiskey and i
A Pangasinan Haiku
bouginvilla
ed gilig na karsada
liglioay mata
a desire to fashion you
becomes a haunting dream
in a moonlit night
the booze becomes you
teasing my lips
with bitter-sweet kisses
a desire to hold you
becomes a burning passion
on a cold satin bed
the pillow becomes you
bewitching mine eyes
with your beauty O
you were not really there
blythe dream bright eyes
just a bottle of whiskey and i
A Pangasinan Haiku
bouginvilla
ed gilig na karsada
liglioay mata
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