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Puting Bulaklak



Pinipilit kong alisin ang mukha mo
sa bawat pagsilip ng araw
sa aking mga mata

Pinipilit kong hindi banggitin
ang pangalan mong humahalimuyak
sa aking pag-iisip

Pinipilit kong pumasok na hindi hinihintay
kung kailan magsasalubong
ang ating mga paningin.

Pinipilit kong hindi kita kausapin
mag-asal aso at bigyan ka
ng halaga.

Hindi ko kaya.

Kung sana'y nagkakilala tayo
sa ibang panahon, at mundo

Kung sana'y malaya tayo

Kung magkikita lamang tayo sa ating mga panaginip

Kung maririnig mo lang na lagi kitang iniisip

Kung malalaman mo lang na ikaw ay natatangi.

Para mailabas na ang sumpak sa dibdib...

Ikaw ang puting bulaklak na aking sasambahin.

Ang isinisigaw ng damdamin.


Paano mawawala ang baliw na paghanga ko sa iyo?
Kailangan kong lumayo sa iyo.

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