i wish i could take this much space as you do- while speaking, while articulating. only your lips move and your facial muscles move and thats about it. and you breathe deep. And you exercise courage and epitomize depth, gravity and steadfastness. You are


who are you?

How come you
rose in the horizon
all bright and shining
my scintillating star

Such a precious
human being
how does one let you go?

But i get it
the way i exhale you
is the way i inhale you.

you are like my own Mona lisa painting
for i would not do anything to
ruffle its beauty
for you are art
your own masterpiece.





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Written on 2025-11-18 at 19:26

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