You make me believe
that I can be a full moon
when I'm just a dead star.
BINABASA MO ANG
Pareidolia
PoésieMy wild flower I know you have thousands of thorns, but still I see your face in every petal and I love to plant you between the blank pages of my book. I'll keep you forever even you're not fragrant anymore.
lxxvi
You make me believe
that I can be a full moon
when I'm just a dead star.
