dear Alice

you poor little thing
how can that much of perception fit such a tiny brain
and how could you seem so innocent even while answering bravely the most complex questions
and please tell me why do you look so harmless
no matter what side of a mushroom you choose to eat,
or if you're trippin' over a cat on a branch
or whether you're the size of a house that could swallow us whole into your body
cause not only your body, but specially your soul
is, indeed, a wonderland
and we all, mad here and there, want to dive in your special world
even though we understand such little stuff of what you live
fully, to the bottom
cause when only heaven knows why things are always trying to shrink you down, you'll grow bigger over and over again
and we, the entire your world and its fantastic creatures will always follow you.
Oh, you're such an Alice,
my dearest Alice.