Call me “Eliza”, she said.

By Hema | Image

A little girl I love
Who does not want to be named
Has stars in her eyes
And a shocking, black mane

This lioness of love
And cocoa buttery skin
Has stars in her eyes
And a summer song in her heart

This shimmering butterfly
Fluttering from room to room
Has stars in her eyes
And tonight she said, I could draw her

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