You are the sea
and under your currents
are the mystiques,
your melodies.
You can burry me
deepwater,
so I'll swim in your abyss
and meet your creatures—
all of your
hidden aquatic species.
BINABASA MO ANG
Pareidolia
PoesiaMy 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.
