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

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