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To love like an eagle (Inspired by a visit at the Philippine Eagle Center, Davao City)

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Our tale starts not in who saw each other first. We both simply soar high over this nesting territory. Against the backdrop of our clear skies, I dropped myself slantingly and you incessantly trailed me. You reached me with your majestic talons and I found myself flipping over to offer you mine. It was you who consistently cruised with me and I made many calling sounds in return. “Are we meant for each other?” I asked. Then you brought some twigs and I picked some leaves. “We are!” you declared. We both found our nesting territory. And we made love in the nest and everywhere we can perch. We do this not only to ensure the next generation but we do this too to bond. Our hatchling will leave us after two years if it survives but we will never leave each other. And every after two years, we love like it was our first time. And our tale ends in who left each other first because to love like an eagle is to love “Till death do us part.” Copyright Gerlie M. Uy Fe...

POEMS: Just three cups a night V

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your gaze is my full moon *** our songs seethes through my sheets *** we wish seconds red Copyright 2003 by Gerlie M. Uy Precaution: Read in moderation.

POEMS: Just three cups a night IV

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this scent outlines a curvy lips *** love leaves no later *** pen exposes me Copyright 2003 by Gerlie M. Uy Caution: Read in moderation.

POEMS: Just three cups a night III

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your heart arrests my argument *** your loosening grip tightens my heart *** your fading steps vivify my grief Copyright 2003 by Gerlie M. Uy Caution: Read in moderation.

POEMS: Just three cups of tea a night II

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a teacup awaits your lips *** his footsteps knock at my heart *** your nape negotiates my kneeling Copyright 2003 by Gerlie M. Uy Caution: Read in moderation.

POEMS: Just three cups a night

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lips leave me naked *** your heat is my bread *** Morpheus you are in my sleeplessness Copyright 2003 by Gerlie M. Uy Caution: Read in moderation.

PRE-VALENTINE POST: GOOD NIGHT HERE, GOOD MORNING THERE

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GOOD NIGHT HERE, GOOD MORNING THERE miel, i siempre sueño de ustedes /   cuando mis ojos se cierran y el suyo acaba de abrir /   i sueño de que usted o que usted ha soñado de mí mientras mis ojos están abiertos. honey, i will always dream of you/   when my eyes are closed and yours just opened /   i will dream of you/   as you have dreamed of me while my eyes are wide open. Copyright 2009 by Gerlie M. Uy Photo taken at one of the temples in Angkor City, Cambodia *Spanish version was auto generated by a web application, not mine.

Pre-valentine Post: LOVE, I DARE NOT SAY MORE!

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LOVE, I DARE NOT SAY MORE! Love is the mother of all poems if poems are heartaches so is love. if poems are understanding so is love. if poems are joy so is love. Poems are children of love. If love shows joy so do poems. If love shows understanding so do poems. If love shows heartaches so do poems. Love is poem. Poem is love. I dare not say more. By Gerlie M. Uy Copyright 2013. Photo taken by a jacuzzi on top of a hotel in Bangkok, Thailand.

Pre-valentine post: HOW DO WE MEASURE LOVE?

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HOW DO WE MEASURE LOVE? Is it by the years of togetherness or one's willingness to wait? Is it by the times of thoughtfulness or one's joy in receiving? Is it by the times of care or one's ability to share? Is it by the moments of despair or one's capacity to contain pain? Is it by the few moments of joy or one's ability to multiply it? How do we measure love? Is it by how we love or how love matters to us? by Gerlie M. Uy copyright 2013 Photo taken at the Malacanan of the North Ilocos Norte