Louise Melodine Flores

'Love waits, lust rushes',
some idiot on Instagram preaches.
Or Idstagram, if you will.
I call him one, but it's the truth
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How social is a 'social' dance exactly?
Depending on one's culture, does it vary?
How 'intimate' do you consider intimacy?
Depending on which parts of your body?
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So many more things I would have loved
to share with you.
So many more stories I would have loved
to exchange with you.
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Ang wikang nanlaban,
ay ang wikang nanatili.
Ang wikang di nag-atubili,
ay ang wikang nagwagi.
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You left me in this scene of the crime,
in the mouth of your enemy;
but unbeknownst to you
is an undefeated one.
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For every gaze,
old wounds open once again.

For every unanswered SMS,
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While I return and slow down
to the classics;
the film analog cameras,
vinyl records,
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A line from a favorite movie of mine goes;
'Marriage isn't romantic,
that's why God invented poetry.'
And I could not get it out of my mind.
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The people from your hometown and I
got something big in common;
we always wait for you.
And your words.
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On one Tuesday, you asked me
why I check the words you use,
why I analyze the things you say,
and you also pointed out
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The way you have a way with words,
I bless every book and every poem
that has ever graced your sight.
I praise the letters you've strung thus far,
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I am known to have several hobbies,
as I also have significant prowess in each.
Because in anything that I do
and whatever I want to try,
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Even if you are an enemy
who's bound to hurt me,
I would still ask you
to come sit and eat with me.
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My heart has had enough
My mind had its final run
But my body
Oh god, my body,
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Louise Poems

'Amistad'
𝑺𝒂 𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏 𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒎𝒂, 𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒌, 𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐,
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First stanza, my upper lip.
Second, his.
The chorus, our tongues dancing
to the momentary rhythm.
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I write of love yet I don't believe in it anymore,
yet I still dream of love as it soothes me terrified.
I would give love if I could, but I have nothing more,
yet I still try to find it and scream it in songs at night.
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You hit me good where it hurts,
and you hurt me where it's good.
If you ask me to weep and burn,
I happily and willingly would.
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Bawat huling yakap mo'y katumbas ng sampal,
mga huling halik ng labi mo'y tila latigo ang lapat

'Di alintana ang tawanan nila't pangungutya;
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I've worn this pain so well,
I covered it in sand
and adorned it with shells.
No one could ever tell!
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