Your smile, similar
To a pristine blossom tree
On a summer's day
Helpless yet hopeful
For the one I wish to seek;
A beautiful dame
Stars flashing like strobes,
Heart beating like timpani
Booming like a gong
Laughter intrigues me;
From you, it completes my own
Mind, body, and soul
YOU ARE READING
constantly blooming.
Poesia'i will never stop blooming, like an eternal rose of flame... i may have my times of smolder and small sparks, but i will always become a huge inferno in the end... and nothing can stop me.' Collection of poetry and prose between the ages of 10-15...
