Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Who are you?
A question I answer everyday through a message.
And although I seem just as far as the stars are to you
I feel a connection through every word and strung together sentence.

So I guess my question is rhetorical
That I keep asking in some weirdo expression.
But I am weird, doesn't take much of an oracle
So I hope when you think of me you see me dancing
And laugh because you deserve the smile.
Because in the short time that I've known you
I discovered some jewels of your personality that makes you precious.

Shine on. Let the flames of your hair move in virtue
Lighting up even the most dingle of essence.
Still sometimes I ask myself: Who are you?
There is still so much mystery.
Everything cannot remain new,
So my hope is that you remain a friend to me
For you have shown me a glimpse of positivity I rarely experience.
I'm certain there is no limit to your spirit, girl,
So keep being a blessing to this world.