I love your stars.
All of them.
The ones that are
reflected
in your glassy eyes.
The ones that are
swimming the depths
of your mind.
The ones that are
insignias of all the
battles you survived.
The ones that are
lurking in your darkest
nights.
The ones that are
dying to breathe you life.
I love your stars.
I love all of them.
BINABASA MO ANG
Pareidolia
PoetryMy 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.
