I don't know your name
So I will call you "you"
I can't look at you,
you are beautiful,
I don't know but maybe
I love "you"

friends
brother from another mother
flower
from the same garden
soulmates
loving each other like the moon
that once loved the sun,
not even lovers can make you feel alive like your brother
with a look that says
"even if your world breaks down I'll be the hand that will save you"

my mom is like a museum
in a chaotic city
full of art and talents.
even in a environment chaotic
brings me peace