There is an island
in my heart
and it has been
my favorite place.
Because
in every gentle breeze
and every tidal wave
there is you
still like a fiction,
still like a daydream,
watching the sunset
writing the stars
and other planets.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Pareidolia
PoesiaMy 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.
