Love :
those thorns before the roses.
those blooms magically opening
went unnoticed in decaying.
the fright before the flight
of a butterfly magically awaken
surprised with swift dying.
Love... the transparent beauty of seeing things and unseeing them.
In once and every while...
Love is vague. #
BINABASA MO ANG
Art for Heartaches (Poems)
PoetryWhen we feel too much, we rhyme. | Poems in Filipino and English. Collection.
