Little Hands
I witnessed that day your bright smile
Maybe because you are that fragile
Puppy dog eyes covered with specs
Your anime knowledge you flex
Lotioned hands those tiny, little cutie
Flaunting their majestic beauty
Mute is never your loud voice
Even in that night, cold as ice
Who knows if those covered hair are long
But surely you speak words like a song
Shrill yet an empowered tone
Sweet and pleasing as a cologne
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