It's way past my shift and I am still here at the diner singing a happy love song over and over.... and it makes me want to write a poem about how I feel today.
And freshly squeezed orange juice
Like the smell of the dock
At the back of my grandfather's beach house
On a Sunday...
Like pink, red, orange and blue dragonflies
I used to catch at the playground
I kept them safe in between my sweaty little palms
Like hugs from Yumpkin
And a spoonful of Mama's yema
Like staying up all night talking
With your best friends in a tent
Or jamming with Utoy while eating manga't bagoong
This is how I feel today
And I know it's not just because of the chocolate cake...
I just ate
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