Selfishly loving you,
I keep my eyes on you.
As if these were guards at night,
Who carefully secures a treasure.
Sometimes, I feel sorry
For worrying too much.
But, I was most thankful
For my treasure grows spikes
When other identities take him.
BINABASA MO ANG
Whispers of my Mind (Poems and Prose)
PoesíaCOLLECTION OF THOUGHTS Here are the poems and prose about love and life. Read, understand, imagine and enjoy! Language: Taglish
