We twirl
letting the rains
kiss our skin
til dusk becomes daybreak
and hands hold clasp
in saltwater promises
swimming in the shores
of your cosmos.
BINABASA MO ANG
Pareidolia
PoesieMy 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.
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We twirl
letting the rains
kiss our skin
til dusk becomes daybreak
and hands hold clasp
in saltwater promises
swimming in the shores
of your cosmos.
