Where there is person\'s with experiences and different pasts,
is where my curiosity runs wild.
The love that I am beholder of, of people\'s smiles , shows
through my wonder filled eyes, and the speed
of the love that is within them is always fast ,
never is it mild.
My heart grieves for the griever , my heart is inspired
by the believer.
The love I have for people, when I\'m long gone, will be
remembered here.
My soul is on fire because of the stories the fellow adventurer holds.
Proud I am, and forever will be, of the bold.
They shine , do they know?
They blossom like pure flowers , do they know?
Well I will make my duty to constantly tell them so.
The complex keeps me busy, the shy makes me
wonder.
The little are precious , while the confident makes my heart beat and rumble
like thunder.
This is all true, let me never lie,
for I have grand love for the ones who breath just as I.