"in every ending
a new beginning
would be opened"
just what they've said
and i guess
it isn't fallacy.
i've known things
i haven't heard of you
as of how you like less
the bouquet of sunflowers
i used to give to you
than the tulips
you always look at
whenever we passed through.
BINABASA MO ANG
hiapoewy
Poetryyoung love cries with silence when awake, but all behold the same if they blink and dream. a collection of musing and free verse.
