a vast celestial sphere face of the earth looks perfect from up here and as the stars begin to appear, one that clarifies the nightfall the sky is connected after all
you're a combination of harmonious elements, a combination of colors; a symphony the pieces of music you have created in every photo, it reached me your smiles sprinkled like a glitter of purple flowers and raindrops your eyes' braided with a collection of thoughts you never say waiting to be lit like fireworks display and your hair's a little tousled like a river singing and swinging between joy and sadness, it reached me
I hope this poem reaches you too, I admire you from afar from a different place, different language, different culture and I may not know you and you may not know me but the sky is connected after all, the moon will always look back at us, the birds will leave footprints of pathway and the sun will always shine like you do
and maybe, just maybe, I could take a step from that thousand miles of linear extent of space, of interval between two points; the distance with a simple hello