Her Highness.

Just the other day I realized I have to write more. You have to remember me.

Let me tell you about this girl. Buckle up for a girl story.

Her head is big, it fills the space in my chest.

And the lines in her eyes free the doves and melts the ice.

Revolutions of the earth round the sun three in number,

Realms and lives bent and lived in numbers.

I have one thing to add on,

Every line in her chubby face defines all that I tend to forget

That in this birthplace, friends with fire inside are rare.

~Koome Manyara~