Doris Cornago - Two Alien Beings

You said you have black eyes

but I see them previously brown

Now they have turned blue

While I am looking at you...


You had a manner of speaking

Which leaves me gasping

Trying to catch up with making

Out words making me go fumbling...


Now you sound like a xylophone

Fine pitched crystalline voice

You weave your way in tinkling

Prancing your way about, laughing...


There are times you are a trombone

Serious and deep, the wind is steep

You make me struggle just to catch up

Ignoring pleas, not looking back...


Who are you and made up of what?

It did not matter the least before

For now, we are two alien beings

Departing on the same space capsule...

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October 23,2013 - Antipolo, Philippines

Doris Cornago

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