Sitting across each other
on the jeepney...

Three Dandelions-
bent, teased by quaint Daffodils...

A one-man band
plants white Camellias...

Memories of
those Damselflies...

A brown paper
encourages me to write...

This afternoon feels like
the time I wrote again...

As the
fireworks explode...

I've never known
you will appear like...

Was it you last night?
Like a recurring dream...

As happiness begins to vanish
under your Orchid firmament...

You always
want Roses...

In the nick of time,
deciphered melodies fall...