when I think of you,
it is as small letters.
don’t take it as, a sick thought.
you, remind me of little things,
that come into me, and never leave.
little hermione,
little Alice,
the little girl of Oz,
tinkerbell.
you remind me, of sweet words,
sugar and adventure.
you remind me of,
stolen giggles,
innocent gazes.
you, remind me of girls.
you,
with your head above the clouds,
with your little tattoo,
with your fancy shoes,
pretty dresses,
and cold legs,
remind me of smiling.
you,
remind me of love.
you remind me of,
feet swinging,
from the benches we were on,
as little kids.
little as your name.
