I was the girl

who wanted

to play

 

Sometimes
I had to use
my imagination
Sometimes
I can imagine
something
so neat
something
about love
something
about life
so
*vividly*
that
it feels
*so real*
that
it has
nowhere
to go
but
out
O
f
me.
I’m giving birth
To my desire.
Her name is Pervette.
She’s so little
right now.
Can
you
feel
her
?
I feel
her
potential.
I promise
to take good care
of her.
Do my best
Help her grow
She is my poem.
This
evolv
ing
is an
exp
res
sio
n
of
my
dream
realiz
ing
its
el
f
.