Meet me at midnight
In the forest of
My dreams.
We'll make a fire
And count the stars
That shimmer
Above the trees.
— Christy Ann Martine
BINABASA MO ANG
Dear soul sister,
PoetryWords I want to tell my soul sister. Words which are never enough to describe our bond.
Midnight soliloquies
Meet me at midnight
In the forest of
My dreams.
We'll make a fire
And count the stars
That shimmer
Above the trees.
— Christy Ann Martine
