Incomplete Me.

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by Xandelion

by Xandelion

I am a rare mixture of lemon and honey.
How it tastes in your mouth after you drink from me depends on you.
And if you were meant to taste me at all.

I am a rare mixture.
The best of my kind, if there are any out there.

I am beautifully weird.
Gloriously creative.
Stupidly happy (to you).

I am Sun on the wet roads.
I am rain to ease the hot weather.
Oh well, you can call me Rainbow.
I am the stars (I have so many beautiful names) that you stare at beautifully every night.

I am the trees, the plants and the flowers.

Noticed how many times I mentioned beautiful?
Cause I am created in God's image.
I have a beautiful face and body.
I am still trying to make my soul as beautiful as you all, (my friends ) tell me.
And of course as beautiful as the Lord wants it to be.

I can be your tears and laughter.
Trust me, we can do both at the same time.
Stuffs that makes me happy are people around me.
Fam and Friends.
Call me Halcyon.
Ever wondered what "SANDRA" means?

This is not a poem.
Or mere words.
This is ME.
An unadulterated incomplete version of me.