My lips
travel down
to your south.
How sweet
thy smooth skin
to my mouth.
Darling, tell me
how to resist
lapping your buds
Coz I wanna
take you now
even you're
surrounded
by suds.
Your moans
are euphony;
Seems you're
singing harmony.
You are mine
only, Darling.
I am all yours,
too, Darling.
BINABASA MO ANG
Isang Daang Tula Para sa Isang Estranghera
Poetry"If a poet loves you, you will never die." I'm just a mediocre poet who never believed I will cross path with love. But destiny really works in a mysterious way. The moon may wax and wane and ocean may ebb and flow, yet poetry will remain constant...
