I go through each day
aware in the darker corners of my mind
that you are wrapped throughout and around
every part of me that is alive.
there is a setting on my brain set to your name
there is a hum in my ears
that oddly resembles your voice when you first wake up in the morning
there is a vague tingling on the tips of my fingers
that mimics the silk fabric of your skin
it’s as if you painted the freckles on my body,
you molded its curves,
you dipped each strand of hair in color
and stenciled my irises with your reflection.
I will hold you,
as you have held me.

my teachers
are not monsters or deadly creatures
they know how to teach
they are as sweet as a peach
they are so cool
you cant turn them into a fool
cuase they have lots of knoweledge
becuase they did good in school and college
respect them all
small or tall
they know more than me and you
this is very true
they are worth more than gold
so amazing can't be sold
you know in your heart
teachers are part
of your everyday life
so dont end it with a knife

take a spoon full of emotion
add some english and maths
slice some siance
mix spanish, french and english
a clever brain with no mistakes
pour some brain glue on the brain
add the ears of a monkey
put the two sharp eyes of a cat
a head size of a small melon
the voice of a good gentleman
the peacness of a bird
leave it to trun into a human form
watch it say hello!