I know a name but is a name enough to know the story behind it
Is it wrong that I crave to know the mystery
or is it wrong to say it how I phrased it
So let me retry...
Elegantly creative, her name springs up a harmony
a thousand birds living under a lush canopy
yes, her name is known
but what of her personality, but what of her person
a secret only she is aware
yet I want to be the one to dare to explore
but the only thing we have in common
We're strangers to each other
A screen shades her presence gasping in delight
while the bright light compliments her gracious appearance
while I sit crushed under her bright weighted smile
Though I can't help but think
"is it fake, plastic or is it mine? "
What crosses her mind when camera calls for a close up
In her mind, does she sigh silently to no one
silently swears the pressure is too much
where is a knight to rescue me
or is it more like
"Maybe. once this is over, I'll be on my own
let me call up my friends
I need to enjoy the city tonight."
I can't help it, I'm curious
It's a harmless fairytale attraction
Zendaya, Zendaya
you're my celebrity crush
yes I admit it but I'm at the back of the line
so I guess I'll take a number while you hope for silence
and I pray for rain to help you sleep calmly tonight
Why was it you calling to me in a dream
somehow attracted to me
but I just wrote it off as what it seems
a dream...but here it is, a trapeze
this high-wire, and I am the side attraction, gambling with fate
as I try to cross the line between universes
But this isn't about me
this is about you, your angelic voice...
Well what more is there left to say
I write to live so with my dying breath
I fall silent and whisper your name
in hopes you unfold your angel wings
fly down from your world, float down to mine
resurrect me from wherever I land
whisper one simple word for me to embrace
whisper one word for me to smile
and rise back to life
...Hi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem