II Senses VII: Coffee Shop

And I will remember youeverywhere I go —

Your taste, your scent.

Your breath, your lips

pressed on my neck.

Your touch, your stare

will forever linger in the air.

A memory of you

A memory of me right next to you.

A memory of us sitting silently

in a coffee shop.

Not talking to each other,

but holding each other’s hands

Savoring every moment

Without saying a single word.

Just you.

Just us.

Just you and I.


II Senses VI: Cold Sheets


An empty bed found under cold sheets

the comfort I feel

does not compare to what you give me

when you lay underneath.

A heart is frozen

within these covers,

and only you can make it warm

with your presence

and the love you shower.

A heart is lonely

inside its parameters,

and only you can heat up

the ice that numbs it

and stops  it from beating.

If these sheets could talk

I would ask them to tell you

how much I long for you

to touch every inch

of me.

If only these sheets could walk,

I want them to go straight

to where you are

so you could feel

me within your arms.

Once again,

my love.

Only for tonight.


II Senses V: When I Look At You

I wonder how you feel
when I look at you.
Do you get
as I stare at your
physique, or
when I examine
every part of your body
with my eyes?
I wonder how you feel
every time I study
your every angle
and every curve,
and how you curse
yourself within your head
when you get too affected;
And I wonder
if you know
when I look at you,
your eyes take me to
a different place
and your face looks like
art that deserves
to be praised
I wish I could
freeze the time
so I could enjoy
just watching you
live your life
and I’d be happy
just admiring you
from afar
and greeting you
countless goodnights.

II Senses IV: Say My Name


Say my name out loud
until you forget
all the other people
who have ever felt
your heart
through your skin,
and heard your thoughts
through your screams;
just say my name
and I will be in your dreams.


II Senses III: Never Hold Back


Put your hands
on my chest,
dig your nails
and crush my legs,
feel my clavicle
then leave a trace,
curse my name
with so much grace
Always remember
you are my thunder —
you can get mad
and you can get loud,
you can attack,
just never hold back.


II Senses II: Craving


I crave for
a love
I have never
felt before;
for a smile
no one
could ever ignore;
for a touch
only your
hands could
for warm,
tight squeezes
for goodnight kisses
for morning greetings
for your body
against my back
every sunset
every sunrise
I crave
for you to crave
for me
the way plants
crave for sunlight
during rainy season
the way nightwalkers
wait for the sun
to move down
the horizon
during the
summer solstice —
yet intense.


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II Senses I: Landmark

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the city I want to
build my empire in,
I want to own you;
to possess you;
to dig my nails in you,
I want to learn
every bits and pieces
that make up
your entire existence,
I want to plant
my future in you
In your soiled body
In your concrete heart
I would lay my hands
in every part of you
You who make my soul rejoice
You who make my body convulse
with the fact that you —
You are my favorite landmark —
a landmark I yearn for
every single split second;
A place I will always
go back to.

Note: This is Chapter II of my Senses poetry series. I hope you enjoyed it! ❤🌻


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Senses XX: The End


Please let me go

I don’t want to beg

If you no longer care

this is the end;

I don’t want your hands

anywhere near me

I no longer want your eyes

feasting on my body;

I do not want your palms

resting on my chest,

I no longer want your thighs

rubbing against my legs,

I do not want to see your body

lying next to me at night,

I no longer want to know

if we’re going to be alright;

Since it’s the end

I want you to know

If you do not love me

Please let me go.


Thank you so much to everyone who has read my “Senses” poetry series. Unfortunately, this may be the last installation. I hope you enjoyed it so far.

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Senses XIX: Never Stop

It’s no longer a secret

how much I love you —

I love you so much

I find it hard to breathe;

I love you so much

I long for you

even with the shortest

distance between us;

I love you so much

I can never stop

staring at you —

your beautiful brown eyes,

your face,

your shoulder,

your arms,

your body;

I love you so much

I can never stop secretly

admiring your beauty;

I love you so much

And I will never ever stop

even when the day comes

you want me

to stop breathing for you.

Senses XVII: How Much I Love



I can no longer count

the many times

I have to stop myself

from saying I love you.

I love you

with a love

bigger than

the moon and the sun


wider than

all the galaxies

hiding above the sky;

higher than

the sun could

ever, ever rise;

longer than

the miles

a bird could learn to fly;

and deeper than

the inner core

of all the planets combined.

I love you more

than the many times

I don’t remember

how to breathe;

I love you too much

I have to stop myself

from saying it

every time we kiss.

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Senses XVI: Wanted


I woke up this morning
to find the bruises you left
still stamped on my knees —
a mark of your nonexistent love
a proof of my demise
I remembered the way
your hands landed on my hips
I wanted you to touch me
in places no one
had ever touched before,
I wanted you to lay me
on my back —
to conquer not only my thoughts
my heart, my soul,
but my entire body
I wanted to belong
in your arms,
for you to own me not only for a night
but until the last star in the sky
stopped flickering,
I wanted you to whisper my name
while your heart beat
slower and faster
at the same exact time
I wanted you to tell me
I was your only one
and that you weren’t going to let me go
even until my last sunrise
I remembered how
you didn’t have to wipe my tears
that night I gave in to my emotions
the way you held me
close to your chest
and the way you safeguard my body
was enough to keep my heart warm
I wanted to learn from you
to get to know you
by just tracing
your well-sculpted body
with my tiny hands
I wanted to make love
with the way you think
the way you talk
and the way you make me fall
into the abyss of your charm
I wanted you to greet me
in the morning with a smile,
to laugh with me
while I felt embarrassed about
what has transpired the other night
I wanted you to tell me
I was beautiful even with my hair
scattered all over your face
— to let me know
that you had fallen
not only for what your eyes could see
but also for my entirety
And despite my cry of disappointment
I still wanted you,
and I would do you
in my dreams
in my reality
over and over again.


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Senses XV: Very First


You consumed me
Like your very first bottle of beer
In the evening —
Swift and then slow;
While I drank you
Like my very first cup of coffee
In the morning —
And then slow once again.





Senses XIV: The Sun, the Moon and the Star


don’t deserve
the Sun
if you only
to see it shine
and refuse
to feel the flames
of its desire.
don’t deserve
the moon
if you only
wish to see it glow
and never want
to see
how much darkness
it could show.
don’t deserve
the star
if you are only
blinded by its light
and never desire
to catch it
when it falls.
don’t deserve
a woman
if you only wish
to take away
her shine, her light and glow
and never plan
to feel, to see and to get to know.




Senses XIII: Thoughts and Satisfaction


You stimulate my thoughts

the way I want your fingers

to run through my skin —

moving light and slow

until I lose control;

you spur the desires

out of my chest

the way I want you to

colonize my entire soul;

and you dominate my mind

the way your arms

snake around my body

on a cold, wintry night —

abrupt and careless

yet filled with satisfaction.




Senses XII: Longing and Falling


I long for
the touch your hands
haven’t done
and the kiss
your lips haven’t
planted on mine
I crave
the warmth your
body hasn’t offered
and the comfort
your arms haven’t
secured around me
I miss you
without having to
know if I’m entitled
to feel it
or whether or not
you deserve it
And I fall for you
without judgment
clouding my mind
for this is what I do
I long for you
without wanting to know
if you long for me, too.




Senses XI: You Are For Me


I can never count the lips

that touched yours

nor imagine the hands

that laid on your chest

I can never blame the burning eyes

that witnessed your smile

nor the hearts

that beat for you

but one thing is for sure

I don’t care

how many lips have tasted yours or

how many hands caressed your body

how many eyes desired your soul and

how many hearts used to own yours

because they are the ones

that shaped those lips

and that body

the ones that prepared

your heart and soul

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Senses X: Lost Feelings


I want to write you a poem
that would make you feel loved
but neither could I fathom
nor express the feelings I have
for you right at this moment
I could love you today
and hate you tomorrow
I could get drunk and kiss you
and then push you away
I could say all the things
you want me to say
and leave you expecting,
parching, starving
looking for love that got lost
before it even began
right under these sheets.




Senses IX: On the Floor


Like the Adarna bird

you sing to me

in different rhythmic forms

slowly and beautifully

Your voice dances

in the air I breathe

in supersonic speed

invading my ear

And right now

There’s only one thing I know —

your song makes me want to throw

my clothes on the floor.




Senses VIII: All I Want…


I crave for the space

between your fingers

while your lips

tremble with delight

as you lock them with mine

and you wrap your arms

around my tiny body

as I squeeze you closer to me

while we dance

under the moonlight.





Senses VII: His Sight


Little by little, I opened my eyes
to find two beautiful orbs
staring back at me
A long curve was drawn on his face

I wish I could tell him how incredible it was
to always see his eyes smile
I wanted to lose myself in it
As it made me bleed myself in pure delight.