I love her
like the moon
does the sea,
even at distance,
an everlasting source
of energy.
BINABASA MO ANG
Pareidolia
PoesiaMy 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.
lxxviii
I love her
like the moon
does the sea,
even at distance,
an everlasting source
of energy.
