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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