Flowers bloom at your smile Your eyes are the sun that makes them grow Your freckles, the seeds planted to replenish them Doyounotknow?
Your hair falls like the rain Gently lulling the earth to sleep Your fingers hold your pencil As an artist holds his stencils With grace and posture
Doyounotknow? Your feet dance on the ground As a ballerina's final leap With elegance and composer Your eyelashes flutter As a dazzling bird ***** its wings Leaving the world in awe
Do you not know You do the same to me?
To my dear friend Tasha. Your inner and outer beauty mystifies me.