A poem by Maria Mustika.
I love you not for your skin, or how your hair done
I love you not for your face, or how you dress yourself
I love you not for your body, or how you address yourself
It’s the humble and warmth smile, that keep trap my mind to you
It’s the little thing you do, that keep tracing in my life
It’s the silent and understanding, that keep remind me of you
It’s the beauty of your mistake, that keep bounce back to me
so you see
I don’t know how to explain
these words that trap in my mouth
I don’t know what to do
to express to you how I feel
but thank you
to let yourself
be a part of me
to let me
stand side by side
I was read and think this poem describe one of my stories, that’s why I posted in my blog.
Maria is my friend who stay in Surabaya with her partner. We met on 2007 at the Young feminist training in Bogor. She is one of my inspire friend who caring and loveable person. Thanks Maria for share this poem to us.