These eyes talk They move mountains, as they walk These eyes breathe a love that is my life and beyond These eyes fly with wings of hope wet with wishes yet gazing dry Holding my world in a stare. These eyes are my arms spread in your Classical pose They Hug you as tight They are day They are night These eyes are my light crashing the gates of your myth These eyes are my poems and your prose these eyes are my soul's expose at your heart fence, bare. These eyes are us, you and me where you are sky high and where i long to be the sun you are and the moon to me to you i rise in these eyes' everywhere. These eyes are the trips that i didn't take the memories that i am yet to make These eyes are my dreams coming true my ground distance violin the twirls i get at your sight to spin and the screams i have to mute at your fence bending gushing flute these eyes are my "if onlys" and "then" and for that matter, my wish i was there. These fan eyes, are time conquered, my prayers answered, my fears sheltered these eyes tenderly as they your way, lingered do kiss and tell, the lifetime story of my love.
I twirl to you and like a prayer answered, you rise You make me feel the felicity of all those bicycle rides, i never
actually had and the fervor of the roads by your side, my footsteps never crossed like every bet i heroically tossed and with my childish belief in miracles, you proved me right. The delirium of a moment in your arms i'm yet to live, but living! and the delight of having it back on repeat, every time your eyes hugging me, gaze. The exaltation of a an unwritten phrase, when read. and the frenzy of playing on shuffle, words, you never said. you make me feel like what i always wished to be, alive and dead. You make me live the times that are timeless. The beginnings that are
endless. like i have never been but fearless, you make me feel i can! I turn into my own Fan When your eyes scream my name in the pink borders ofa frame in your 15mn quietitude and your lips part for an autograph that i wirelessely to you, scribble You restore whatever life made sure to crash Speaking every truth i hush and doing to my mind what its butterflies burn for With you i break free, out of my every imagination box. I see my beauty in
your guts and spread my wings in a sky of your in me, faith. They count you in numbers when you are just made of my heart let them have their calculations my love we are into our love business that you master with every dimples flash and eye to eye chase The Black one on his way fierce on my sadness demons and most gentle to my ,at his pain, furious rage.
My magic is my magician. wearing his brave heart in black n white and a hat. You bring white rabbits from my mind pockets i never knew existed. loving u
gives my day wings like the dove of life you set free off my soul. turning my every blink into shutters to wonderland i pop of my pandora's box whole after you shred my fears into pieces and i proudly stand firm in your eyes with complete faith in your loud absence arrows, they never hit me only your silent presence, lovingly, do. you hide me in your mind's magical Tux and like an enchanted rose bud, at the touch of your wild spring nod, i bloom like the wabi-sabi cherry blossoms i spin in unfinished circles of wonder every word you keep inside, is but a living thunder that hurls in a quiet smokey sky and a Caffeinated shelter playing with the napkins of guilty pleasures into red ribbons of hope one dream at a thought unfolding as you alphabetically blink. I wake up to you i breathe you good morning and wrap you my hugs around your Northern wind's waist chirpily fly my sleepy still literal kiss with the blue bird Then i get up, swallow time embrace this life Because if it hasn't been exactly the way it is we probably wouldn't've even been. My Ikiagi you are and my Shibui. So, Here's to you in me the question mark and it's every life purpose reply.
