I envy your eyes
The beauty and the wisdom they carry
I envy your pen
The brilliance it creates when matched with paper
I envy your hair
The way it curls unforgivably
I envy your heart
Its magic as it breaks and heals repeatedly
I envy you. Because you are everything I wish to be. I pray someday I will carry the same wisdom in my eyes, the same brilliance in my pen, the same freedom in my hair, the same magic in my heart.