Ang Jasman
DREAMS OF FLOWERS
The dreams that you write
Continue
even if your eyes awake
Leave the warmth of the bed
Forward your story
in the courts and the streets.
Watch Out. There were traces of a story
parched your ink. Unwilling.
Listen the whisper of a secret
Blooming petal on the lips.
Submit your dreams in the colors
And flush yourself in the fragrance
that tube.
2015
DREAMS OF FLOWERS
The dreams that you write
Continue
even if your eyes awake
Leave the warmth of the bed
Forward your story
in the courts and the streets.
Watch Out. There were traces of a story
parched your ink. Unwilling.
Listen the whisper of a secret
Blooming petal on the lips.
Submit your dreams in the colors
And flush yourself in the fragrance
that tube.
2015
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