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soon twenty five more
as if years felt like a
rush to not fall down
those grey drips
who cancel words like
bare naked eye or pleasant
life.  Never get the chance.
I stole
the idea

I must confess

I plucked it
from the station

I have
no regrets

It was mine
for the taking

all mine
all mine

if anyone
says it's not

I'll say
they are lying

they're lying
(haiku x 4)



Sun hides...dips lower
Moon and stars deck the dark sky
Dusk is upon us

Lights.....softly glowing
Drawn curtains are a pale screen
Casting drooping forms...

Voices fill the air
Night, patiently hears the moans
Shame fades at dusk...for,

Dark unites shadows
Cicadas join the whimpers
Wind...comforts the soul...


Sally

Copyright February 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
I take a breath on a heartbeat
in the spaces of moments
I respire in these moments
lost in the sense of you
These are the spaces I live for
these moments,
between our breathing spaces
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