3f Poem by RIC BASTASA

3f



even if she flies away
inside that plane for
eighteen hours, the memory
of his love
still lingers like it is a woman
inside a plane for eighteen
hours and arriving on
that land of coldness he
still lingers like a scar on
her cheek

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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