The poetry that I will write you if only your name had roots, where your face glows hope. I will write about seeds of life that grow whole or about your eyes that represent the moon and the sun. for I believe you are a seed blooming into womanhood, a petal that is colourful and fragile, a flower in the making. you are not that flower, bitter herbs. instead I will write about mother earth, children of the soil in a promised land. I will write about a new day, a new year, changes in our lives that breathe rain days … of the brain. now that symbolises your beauty in the sky, your true colour that is visible to the naked eyes. I will write about our love at first sight I will write about you