Tell me, did you feel it too?
That cosmic connection the first time I saw you?
Yes or no, deep in my heart I knew,
You're a precious soul—not a hint of doubt, it's true.
You've crossed many perilous paths,
Endures war of coldness, essence and wrath,
Yet you continue to shower us with love and laughs
Giving away your rays of sunshine up to your last.
Now, now my mallows, my little sister,
Like it or not, I'm going to stay longer,
I'll be your shield and blade in every battle,
You'll be our princess even without a castle.
“Sweet, crazy conversations full of half sentences, daydreams and misunderstandings more thrilling than understanding could ever be.” ― Toni Morrison
This poetry is dedicated to my friend, Leslie. She’s my anchor and sponge, without her it would be very hard to cope by. I’d be forever grateful for her existence.
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