i can see the universe;
the way waves sway,
the sun smiling through,
the letters that taller trees reading,
and the birds' music notes.
tell me,
if is it a sin,
when those are the sceneries,
playing to and fro in eyes of yours?
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.
