Let me know your fears,
I will embrace them
and store them beneath my pillows,
so we can share
the torment of nightmare together.
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.
