and Other Love Poems


Jose Antonio Cangco

While I was sitting alone one night,
I heard a nightingale sing,
It professed its love in strains so light,
I listened well, wondering.

"Come closer to me," it seemed to say,
"I am but one of many,
Not different from then and today
Telling the same old story."

Eternity was just around the
Corner when I was with you,
But friendship wanes and all its gala
After which love gets lost, too.

I then saw my place under the sun
Is really nothing special;
For you, our past, or for anyone's
Is smaller than a ripple.

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