You are sleeping. Your shirt and printed pants on, your eyes are closed. Peaceful. Your hair is adrift on your face. Your sweet scent leaves your hair and body. It seeps thru the pillow and sheets It is my turn to sleep. I smell the traces of your scent. I love your scent, a breezy summer afternoon kind of scent. Soft sniff. I dream about you. I was on you.
Mga madidilim at bargas na tula, mga lomograpik na larawan at kung anu-anong sanaysay tungkol sa pagkatao at mirakulo na tinatawag nating buhay (Dark and blaspheme poems, lomography and other essays with a tinge of humanity grasping the essence of life)