Poetry: The Sparkling
Seeing you around makes me happy, Since when dhas joy come this easy. I thought of infatuation and that was it, But how it never faded, it never did. Needing a distraction from you, My biggest distraction after all. You're the moon With too many stars around, I'm one of them, With my shine fading out. Will you ever spot me among all those sparkling, For just one time, I wish.