Vic 5 Poem by RIC BASTASA

Vic 5



IT IS getting dark
and you do not switch on the light

at the veranda of the
second floor of this house

you lie on a couch
and start speaking to the full moon

it is the light of the moon
that caresses you into
a very sound sleep.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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