just a little poem

You are a shadow to me and you are as sweet as the flowers that bloom in the spring.

You are and will always be a true friend and the skies and all the gods that everyone believes in would say that.

Your lips feel like the tender feel of strawberries that grow in the paddocks in the fine heated sun.

Your hands are smooth and feel like soft, cool leather.

Your eyes are the most calmest blue and shine in the sun and the moon.

Your personality is like myself, out there and friendly but also unlike me you are calm and patient whilst I am still the one who needs a lesson on the Patience I have inside me.

I think about you day by day but I think too hard and my thinking turns into my imagination. My imagination of your sweet face.

Some day there might be
someone like you