124 Poem by RIC BASTASA

124

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after making love

After making love
We split
Our bodies
Into
Perfect halves
We hold hands
Kiss
Then close
Our eyes

We dream
Something
Very peaceful
Everything
Is so calm
So perfectly
Quiet.

We hear
The footprints
Of ants
Journeying
On the ceiling,

Dreamy
Red ants
On chocolate
& bread
Crumb.

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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