The message

When a firefly lands in your palm Parading its glowing wings, That's how you know I want you to notice me. When a cricket goes stridulating, drowning out all other sounds, That's how you know I want you to touch me. When the sea breeze damps your face, And brings the glittery effect to your cheeks, That's how you know I want to see you. When the lone crab passed by your sand-soaked toes, tickling your skin, That's how you know I want to feel you. And if the sky could write, It would scatter its rainbow as alphabets among the clouds Only to tell you this: All of me is longing for your presence. ©reddragonfly⚘