As the
fireworks explode...
Rain from azure clouds falls gently
onto the flowers in your hair. Tempted...
I've never known
you will appear like...
You always
want Roses...
Sitting across each other
on the jeepney...
In you, I have found dandelions
a multitude of times...
The Soft Brown color
of your eyes...
Cinnamon
I thought about...
I once dreamt of
poppies and windmills...
You
are my...
The horizon
painted loneliness...
The falling dark red leaves of Autumn
were a dream constructed by a shipwright...