I are by: Mika M. Cunningham

September 22, 2015

Eyes like a hawk.

Shaped like sweet brown almonds.

Cherry blossoms blooming into a kinky hair texture.

A Chakra aware,

humble ambiance is who I am.

Long walks through an evergreen forest in awe of the beauty that surrounds me, is who I am.

Sensitive, like a babies skin

And sweet like a Hershey kiss is who I am.

I am all of the colors in the rainbow

Ranging from dark to light.

Sadness to happiness.

I am the ocean.

Deep in thought most of the time,

With a soothing peace like no other.

Anchored with love, and hope.

Boyant with beauty and tranquility.

I am the waves that crash when the wind blows, and the sun that sets against the beautiful horizon.

I am the h2o that you breathe,

The carbon dioxide you exhale.

Existing.

Living.

Alive.

Aware.

Is who I am.

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