A tender kiss is just behind closed eyes.
Happiness hidden in the whiff of her scent.
A deeper touch felt even with open eyes.
Just like an oceans waves I drift in and away.
My heart drives me in and doubt in my mind chases me back.
A story that has a beauty whispered about again and again.
Due to the fear of stating things already known.
But maybe it doesn’t matter.
I mean everyone probably wouldn’t mind hearing something good from time to time.
I dare to let her know she’s beautiful.
And then the next.
And the one after that.
I smile and finally breathe again.
Do I dare to tell her more?
The way she makes me feel.
What she sees everyday in the mirror
Is a dream that sticks my heart inside my throat.
I couldn’t say the word beautiful enough.
I couldn’t paint the picture of my soul’s vision.
I’m simply human.
And sometimes I fall hard.
A day dream and a lonely heart.
An exaggerated hope of finding her love.