When I think of you, The closest thing that comes to mind is candy.
Hard on the outside, Soft on the inside.
Granted, every shell provided around the inter workings isn't perfect.
It comes with flaws.
But that doesn't make it any less beautiful.
The workings of it's inner beauty.
The inner strength that makes it so sweet.
Devine to taste.
There is no such wrapper that can change such a defining truth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem