my eyes like the sight of you.

<p>The natural order is disorder.</p><p>But in watching that chaos closely I began to see something else—patterns repetition gestures and the quiet rituals that shape us. The world became a mirror reflecting not just society but fragments of myself and you.</p><p>I write with intention even when I feel aimless.</p><p>“my eyes like the sight of you.” is a collection of poetry written at a tender age by a delicate soul navigating the noise the softness and the awe of being alive—and watching others do the same. Each poem is a quiet bridge between us.</p><p>Your thoughts my words: a shared display of seeing feeling and growing.</p>