Friend

The first time you made and appearance unto the vicinity of my eyes,
I saw treasures found after a long period of time, I thought you'd bounce me off but it had been fine,
That these very first time in my life upon seeing you I really wanted to cross the line.

You are like a shuttlecock, lightweight and easily pulled by gravity, but awaits one strong force for it move rapidly like light, sound, waves and more, so it has to be a score.

Potential energy you are, stored, waiting to be converted into a more useful type, standing by. As time passes by I know that all these potential aren't really to rest anyway.

A plant yet to grow, a star yet to glow, a red yet to u, a plugged out vacuum cleaner; yet to blow

You are a master piece in the making, a multi-awarded film on it's taping,box in a packaging, cupcakes without the glazing, the golden cat on the chinese drug store, minus the waving

There​ is such a number of things that I see in you, despite the size of my eyes I know that you are big, so keep in mind all the lies about me telling you're not, and forget what it is about for I believe that you are beautiful inside and out.

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