Again, June came -- uninvited,
shadows glimmer as I think about...

The night is sound asleep,
but my heart is not to keep...

Your brilliance used to stain
this broken town with orange...

Ne'er saw I, never felt,
the sun did more gracefully...

The first time
I saw...

This willowed road
that looks...

I have come to the wonder of life.
Some say it's beauty...

My heart prickles in pain
remembering how lonely...

I'm afraid
that you just might...

We seem like capital cities apart...
Everyone seems to be moving on...

If I bury my poetry
underneath Manila skies...

Your footsteps are never meant
to decorate this lonely alleyway...