While I breathe, I hope.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
The Whisperer
He held my hands;
Touched them lovingly;
Different strokes;
Caressed them with gusto;
Leaned on me for awhile;
Saw me - eye to eye;
And then he whispered -
"Ikaw ang babaeng Elisier."
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