Sparkatale

Dear friend, who I cherish so very much,

you are truly, one of a special kind.

Who always speaks with a sensitive touch,

truly, you’re always, always on my mind.

With your pristine and flawless hazel hair,

your face so tan, your soft skin like satin.

You seem to know when it is time to care,

When your orange eyes no longer flatten.

Yet with your certain personality,

anger tends to flare up raging fires.

I exaggerate your reality,

but you always know what heat requires.

I know you, dear friend, who you really are,

and I know you dream, you don’t have that scar.