she was a cherry blossom

i would like to know
how her reality goes,
what she sees and what she thinks
and how she sees the colour blue.
I'd like to knowk where her mind
wanders to whenshe sits,
stares,
and her face flashes
blissful little enlightenments
of understanding.
i want to see the patters she
knows
and the details of her seeing.
i think she knows intimately
the depth f the day
and feels emotions entirely.
tell me; how her heart breaks,
and why she cries, when she soars
and what her hands hold.