i still

It's certain that my tears still fall
When my soul is stirred.
I am emotional, sensitive...
My laughter still comes
When my imperfections are shown by my limitations.
I accept my humanism with a smile.
I'll always be sensitive,
Gasping at the sight of others embracing,
I love to celebrate joy.
I have never wanted to be a discovered moment,
But rather a never ending, unfolding surprise.
I am simple,but somewhat complex,
Assuredly, I am like a never ending, non-concluded book,

I still lick my lips...