The Proposal

And without any word, he knelt with one knee,
Offering what would seem like an engagement
Ring to the one he loves. His eyes, shining
With tears and his lips, quivering
In anticipation of her uncertain reply.
“I love you, please let me love you more.”
She took the ring, looked into the eyes
of the boy who has turned into a man
right before her very eyes and said,
“Ang arte  mo.”
He knew. It
was her answer
to his non-question.


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