for Ka Josue, Nole, Nicole who waited for our arrival from a long rough dusty trip, Tupi highway to INC Cebuano locale, South Cotabato, <br />with Argee, my yours <br /> <br />Once we loved the dust as it blew <br />Down from the pineapple plains <br />Propelled by the tricycle wheels <br />That whirled the dust <br />To breath in the air against our sight <br />Our nostril but still we loved <br />The dust as it blew. <br />Once we loved the dust in Cebuano <br />Almost as tight as the romantic <br />Touch of our affairs <br />Too tight as our eyes <br />Closed against the dust as it blew <br /> <br />Once we loved the smell of the fish <br />When its melting-blood-scented ice <br />Dropped over our head <br />From the cab roof and we loved <br />To take the foul odor for granted <br />As long as we held breath in <br />Midst of life-and-death <br />Roller coaster road. <br />Once we loved all of those things <br />A combination of sea creature and sand <br />Plains and waves Fear and love <br />And we knew there must be something more <br />When we often visit our cute Nicole<br /><br />Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-once-we-loved-the-dust/
