Because every flower
in your tongue
is a poetry-
you are wild as wind,
but serene as the rain.
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.
xviii
Because every flower
in your tongue
is a poetry-
you are wild as wind,
but serene as the rain.
