Nilaga

Habang namimili ng lahok

Beef cubes siya'y dumampot

I don't need that bigla kong tugon

Siya'y umatras at bahagyang lumayo

Ikaw ba ang magluluto? Tanong ko. 

Iling lang ang kanyang sagot. 

Ang tindera'y napangiti na lang sa sulok

Walang muwang na espesyal ang araw na 'to

Kaya nga siguro ako'y magluluto? 

Ngunit bakit ako nga'y magluluto,

Kung espesyal pala ang araw na ito?

Sakanya'y tumingin, tanong ko'y nasagot.

At sa kanya na lamang kayo magtanong, 

Anong lasa ng unang anibersaryo?

O ng nilagang walang beef cubes sa timplado.

Sa huli, pareho naman kaming nakangiti.

Cuddle a Book

This weather calls for a cuddle.

But if you are married to a guy who reads,

You'd rather find yourself holding a book, too, instead,

As you secretly take a peek,

How long will it take him to caress you than the pages he picks?

Or perhaps, nevermind, because you too enjoy the words you read.

If he finds reading more enjoyable,

You, too, know that and understands.

And perhaps, that's the perk of him being married to a reader too.

Making love comes after they are both weary and tired reading books...

...or writing poems.