To A Lost One by Angela Manalang-Gloria

I shall haunt you O my lost one, as the twilight

Haunts a re-entangled trail,

And your dreams will linger strangely with the music

Of a phantom lover's tale,

You shall not forget, for I am past forgetting,

I shall come to you again

With the starlight and the scent of wild champacas,

And the melody of rain.

You shall not forget. Dust will peer into your

Window, tragic-eyed and still,

And unbidden, startle you into remembrance

With its hand upon the still.