The sweet fumes 
of the Hibiscus
under the sweet light
of the sun,
together with the
gentle swaying of the wind: 
that's how our love
seems to be.
                              The sweet fumes
of the Hibiscus
under the raging heat
of the sun,
with the playful, and mocking
swift of the wind: 
that's how our love
seems to be.
Gently fading 
under the harsh condition
of Time.
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              BINABASA MO ANG
to the man i once loved: a poetry
Poetryto the man i once loved with all my heart, dare to hear my sentiments.
 
                                               
                                                  