I love
my fingers
how they
gently brush
your hairI love more
how they're
able to do it
when your hair
turned to
grayBut I
love most
how you
remember
my fingers
that brushed
your hair
until I had
my very last
breath away
BINABASA MO ANG
Whispers of my Mind (Poems and Prose)
PoetryCOLLECTION OF THOUGHTS Here are the poems and prose about love and life. Read, understand, imagine and enjoy! Language: Taglish
LOVE STROKES
I love
my fingers
how they
gently brush
your hairI love more
how they're
able to do it
when your hair
turned to
grayBut I
love most
how you
remember
my fingers
that brushed
your hair
until I had
my very last
breath away