Your petals are aesthetic-
whatever
fragility or vulnerability
your soul has,
how many
sleet-traces left imprinted
on your skin,
or how much acryllic tears
your ocean eyes have shed,
Remember, you are
forever
my most beautiful flower.
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.
