The Woman of Las Casas

 


We passed by several fancy antiques

In centuries-old manors and houses

Made of capiz shells, narra, and red bricks.


We were enthralled by lively dances

In between people playing bamboo sticks

Made by nature's elements and forces


We ate scrumptious food using chopsticks

In a restaurant you brought me as a guest

Made of culinary traditions and techniques


We attended mass with your flying headdress

In a beautiful shrine filled with modern relics

Made of neutral walls and colorful stained glasses


We watched a video so super-futuristic

In a theme park that played with our senses

Made of mirrors with illusory optics


Being with you was some experience

There was depth, there was magic

There was absolutely no pretense


Your company was joyful and terrific

There was no moment I felt tensed

Every part was memorable and unique


As time unravels new moments

I want to hold your hand again and feel its magic

And learn more about you and your essence


You make me laugh, you make me smile

All the time, all the while

Your sense of humor is your style


The small bird that vivifies your hair

Up and about it flies in the air

Everyone looks at us and stares


She makes me happy just as much as you do

You can bring her around whenever you're with me

She completes you but for me you're more than enough too












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