branches

I am but a light twinkling in your eye. Kissing your soul before I swim into another garden- because every garden has a story to be listened to. My last name is ramos, translated to branches which I find fitting. I am the ever-changing, ever-growing part of the tree of life. With a Camelia flowers blooming and dying and blooming again. An interminable yearn for knowledge and the love of life burns inside of me and travels to the person I portray everyday in front of the mirror.