It has been a while and wrote so quickly about someone I was lucky enough to meet in this short span of life…
She was the water to his thirst
varieties in abundance
yet none can oust her like the pure glacier aqua
A heavy rain in a desert
but long before you find solace-
in the heavenly drops
snatched away by the sunny heaven and arid hell.
A therapy to my scorched mind
and the only time feeling content with life.
She seemed like a painted wall to rubes,
but to an artist she was Mona Lisa…