You are untouched inside my thoughts;
intangible — only a feeling, but a feeling
better than touch: a picture
definite and concrete
in a room where your name
is a color painted on walls.
Staying in, a fool morphs
into pages of poetry
from all that he sees.
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Darylle Rubino is a graduate of B.A. English and majored in Creative Writing at the University of the Philippines Mindanao.