I like my girls delulu!

The blind optimism

That fills their fragile hearts

Trampled with failed hope

and threaded through

the need of expectations

The undying sense

of satisfaction.

The mere audacity

A kaleidoscope

between overwhelming pain

and undeniable pleasure

Juggling their passion,

like a clown.

Using their Aorta,

like a Yoyo.

Playing table tennis

with the butterflies

in her stomach

Lightning in a bottle

I love my girls delulu!