me! me? me.

Life is indeed a box of chocolates; lots of times there are nuts on it.

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I am a technical writer (with loads of non-technical writer work, which i enjoy btw) for the software development leg of a US-based 'know more' company. When not in my office desk, I am lurking around shopping malls and online stores looking for the best portable Ebook reader, which by the way is still unavailable in the Philippines. And no, I don't miss smoking. No, I don't like Chocolates. No, I am not religious. Yes, I love coffee, nothing Frappe please.

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Friday, January 9, 2009

You got me
     up and running
When you asked for that coffee break tonight
You can always do that
And I am hopeful…
     waiting
     to be invited to Starbucks
     and grace you with White Chocolate Mocha
And a pack of smoke

My favorite Gingerbread Latte
     can’t compare to that nano-second
You stared at my lips
It wanted to move
     and take your breath away
 
I flirt with your eyes
     while we argue why
     Estrada was robbed of the Presidency
     by the Supreme
 Court
 
I could have handed you
     my world
But you didn’t
     stop lamenting about your frat guy
     who treats you like his Ipod
     hanging on his neck
 and his crocodile sunglassess worn at sunset
You are his trophy

I could have handed you my world
If only you chained with my
     pinky finger
     playing with your hair
 
Love they say is blind
I believe them
But I desperately wanted to open my eyes and see
That I’m not your cup of coffee.

© Ian Pestelos 2006.01.17
 

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