how come i can’t get mad
at you longer than i should
every time i said goodbye
i’m on fire; i wanted you
to extinguish my desire
am i feeling this, aye! now
i can sense your waves
touching my soul tips
melting every gentle ribs
that when i raise my arms
it fall by my sides wishing
your hugs so i could be one
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some of the words i heard
that rose from lovINg lips;
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
manonton, the pangasinan son!