YURI DURAAN Poems

If I were to call upon you
today,
now...
...

I thought I saw you today…

It was a glimpse of a coat tail
and a brown leather shoe…
...

We watch the world slide by
through these dirty windows…

holding hands, not thinking
...

WORDS….
They are like the wind
playing
touching
...

and if you allow me to
be your muse
for this while at least,
I will sit with you
...

Tonight I saw a hitch-hiker on the
black highways of my mind -
travelling to Beyond-the-Silvermoon...
...

How foolish she was...
how arrogant to think
that she could play one
over on Love...
...

Your back is turned to me
and I try to imagine the lines
of your mouth…
whether they are set in determination
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Come sit with me and hold my hand...

It will be our hands touching,
but I will be aware of your body,
...

I know a girl from Cebu City
I have never met her but I know of her
through her lover… a much older man
who lives in my city.
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