Constellations had outlined the silhouettes of a rock star like you. You are everything like cerulean waves found in the volcano's lips, always taming the flaming passion of mine. I was always mocked for my capabilities of being compassionate with everyone's demons. Perhaps it is what makes us lovers, as you were ready to drown despite the inflexibilities of my ocean and so was I to stain your savage heart. Profound clarity of his artistry is yet to find. The Folklore #3

One thing is for sure; I had never touched my ice-like translucencies until your snarling pulsation thawed my closed heart with the lividity of your rhymes. As poets make love with their words, I fly in the rhythms of you despite the stillness I possess. as long as I am with your electric tunes, our parallel beings are nothing. Witness the crusade of his rhythms. The Folklore #1

The agonizing scrunches are what makes you more like patterned trouble to me. But it is your mortal frailties that had gotten me to deliver a sin into a cotton candied home; as your growth is the withering of my tunes, but I could not care less. As long as your profound glow is giving me a reason to burn. Perhaps, this is how you possess the angelic features. The Folklore #2

An epistolary

[Epistolary ('ཀ') Toledo Brothers #4] Para sa panganay na si Isaac Toledo, pamilya at trabaho muna bago ang puso. E pakialamero ang mga kapatid niya. Pasok si professional matchmaker Lia Aportadera. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

🍞They say love is a journey--hers starts with a letter, pretty little lies, and a boy she never expected to fall for. semi-epistolary. .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ May 2025

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