She

It is my self- expression.

She listens to the sound of the eternal in a crowd,
She whispers the hums she made from your talks,
she yearns to know the reason of your words,
Wanting to read the feel you owe.

She kisses the soul of deepness with her truth-pointed questions,
She sings her heart and wears her mood,
She drives me crazy,
She loves being we.

She thinks you or whatever you want to,
She is that random girl you see around you.
She notices your smile, your cries and agony.
She writes you, she loves you.

She loves being us,
She loves being we,
We is me,
She is me.

Author's Note

All feedback is welcome.

Reviews

[JC]

has a very deeply profound feel of connection, I can feel all the beauty you see around you. Great job.

[HappyFeeler]

Thanks a lot JC :) :)

[JC]

no worries, you should post more fellow Vancouverite

[HappyFeeler]

I will. I am just very new in here and in Vancouver too :P