Posted by: tsopr | June 22, 2010

Finding Time to Love Again

Finding Time to Love Again

We talked about poetry
over cups of coffee and cigarette
in a café full of prowlers of pleasure
and skippers of wisdom
on a wintry day
that was numbing my patience

The bitter taste of coffee
energized my words,
fluttering like cherry blossoms of spring,
right from my heart, timid, but with lots
of rhyme to offer,
and it beat
faster than the hands of time
as I looked at you
with your eyes, teasing…

And I almost forgot
to take my «I love you, Dad» kid from school
‘cause of your Angelina Jolie
lips that giggled my widowed soul

Copyright © 2010 Ernesto Pangilinan Santiago


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