Before I spoke his name he was simply one set of gestures, nothing more.  Then I spoke his name, he came to me and became a flower.  Just as I spoke his name, I hope that someone will speak my name, one right for my color and perfume. I long to go to him and become his flower.  We all of us long to become something. You for me, and I for you, we long to become a never-to-be-forgotten gaze. By Kim Chun Su #serendipity #kimchunsu #love #inspiration #korea #poemas #poesie #firstlove #momo #instadaily (en Seoul, Korea) https://www.instagram.com/p/BwlhwgyAMem/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1b3lzv1ji7dth