K.K.

Beads in hair
Babbled words
Beautiful youth
Cries and laughter
Skin so dark
Eyes that smile
Voice like music
And hand so small

Am I selfish?
Am I crazy?

You’re pretty
You’re silly

I want to play with you
I want to make you smile
I want to be your friend

I want to be you
I want to love you
Maybe something more