as the afternoon breeze
gently brushes the reflection
of the early moon on
the surface of this puddle
as it distorts the image
which is the face you make
as you held your breath
when you came
as we made love
in the yellows and oranges
golds and silver linings
painted the treads
as you slowly crawl
out of bed with the sun
you finish this affair
almost eagerly by yourself
Be still, katingon.
Rory Ian Bualan is a physics teacher at Nazarbayev Intellectual School in Petropavlovsk, Kazakhstan. He is from Mati, Davao Oriental.