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.