|People watching the sunset.|
A little like a spark, a bit like music floating in water,
or the scent of evaporated candy, or colors melting,
covering all, becoming invisible, silent but always there.
I like to imagine this my core.
My outer layers are comprised of so many things
I am and so many I am not.
I'm a woman with many roles, dual cultures,
I speak two tongues. I'm not very involved
with romance, career, or mobility going up.
That's just my way of saying,
I have few milestones waiting.
But I do welcome surprises.
The person I show, is nice.
That's what I'm told people see.
The person I know is mixed.
Kind, patient, compassionate,
(Even a little mean ?)
I like to think I work
mostly at being
a better person, who fully loves.
But I need to work harder
because that's who I'd like to be
before there's no more me.
(submitted to Dverse Poets.)
(I'm currently taking a little vacation in San Diego. I scribbled this quickly after beach time.)