Unrequited Love

photo by Glorypearl Dy

Queen City of the South, you are an unrequited love

that  G. G. Marquez would say is the greatest 

but needless to say, is a burden of many 

and of me 

while a newspaper man hands out

the latest though his eyes is telling

of last years unclaimed dreams.

There are only attempts to fulfill the Queen City

one would be constant anticipation of promotional rates

for online bookings

only to secure site of what could have been

while another woman utters "sorry" for the first time.

One satisfactory act convinces a city

to change its skeleton 

though five times a MOA could have been interesting;

a simple statement 

no poetry

but something to just wonder about.

while a papaya tree reveals a fruit 

not as yellow but is present, at least.

When does a woman of high ambition compromise

when a man who needs to pull down 

the cloud of books on the floor

to just cuddle up reading the lines

has already decided

while dinner is ready.