Feeling like an eye lash in a tornado on the face of beauty
Not a thought…
Not a melody of a well known song
Just a silent movie of moving lips
Sung by you…
An insane mechanism of the 40's esthetic…
Beautiful and blinded by the 10 moments of my day that are lit by the beauty
Sliping in the worm lap of your face…
Something so deep and blue like your eyes…
Bringing me back…
Making me feel like a child…
Chasing clouds with a finger tip…
And naming them… after you…
Thank u to even let me see where the world stored all of its beauty…
It's an amazement every time…
How the ocean starts to be something ordinary…
Compared to the blue and deep look that comes out from your eyes…
At the same time screams of the wind…
Playing with your hair just like seagull wings…
Gentle but loud…
And the calmest of the sounds ever known to man…
Made by your steps as u walk by…
Like little drums announcing that
There is beauty…
Hope or something amazing out there…
That it is worth living to see…
What color is your laughter going to be tomorrow…
I know that it's going to make my day…
Even if it stays just a stupid line from someone…
I want u to know…
That u are beautiful….
no more big words...
no strange thoughts...
just a feeling of blindnes...
coused by the sun of your being...
as i drown in those eyes...
those beautifull eyes
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