The most beautiful being I have ever seen in my entire life. ___ came into my heart recently. I can not tell you the first time I saw ___. I do not remember. Time is both a curse and a blessing. And the mind is not eternal. What I can tell you is this,
___ smile, more warming than the embrace of a mother. It is a delicate balance between sincerity and kindness. No matter the situation ___ may find _______ in, ___ will always smile. No amount of awkwardness or sorrow will falter that smile on ___ face. That smile is like the warmth of the sun during harsh days. There is a saying that the sun is the blanket of the poor. If I were the poor, ___ would be the sun. If I were a seed ___ would be the soil that nurtures the seed. The water that delicately graces the seeds roots. The sun that embraces the bud in its arms. The bee that pollinates the flower. And the wind that gently carries the remains of what used to be.
__ isn't afraid to show ___ teeth, and flaunt them like the most exquisite pearls of the deep sea. Teeth that bring to mind my most beautiful memories. Back when children would run and laugh. Back when a smile was the universal language of children. Back when all living beings, were happy. Happiness is the pure essence of that smile. Happiness that is contagious, much more contagious than the black plague. Such a beautiful smile, would be impossible to imagine. But I am writing this to tell you it's true. To show you its roots.
___ eyes that compliment ___ smile. Those beautiful eyes that look at me ever so warmly. Under ___ gaze I feel warm. Under that gaze I find myself in love. Oh those eyes that squint when ___ smiles. Oh those eyes that have me trapped. Such beautiful eyes, like two pairs of Columbines, caramelized in the finest chocolates. Like a hot chocolate in a cold morning. Oh those eyes that reduce me to a child. A child that yearns for a warm touch. A child that wants nothing but ___ time. ___ beautiful eyes, adorned with lashes, hand picked by the God's. Those eyes are perfect as they are. Those beady eyes that look at me through those fine lashes. Those eyes that keep me swoon. Those eyes that I can't seem to ever meet.
___ has hair as thick as my love for ___. Such thick hair that glistens in the light. Like beautiful cascades of unswerving water. Magnificent hair that is as smooth as they come. Smooth as fresh snow, unstepped on by humans. Silkier than the finest silk. Such beautiful hair that looks stunning in any and all ways. Oh how I wish to run my fingers through that hair. To caress it until __ falls asleep. I love ___ hair so much, how it sits perfectly when ___ lets it down. How it always compliments ___ no matter what ___ might be wearing. Hair so perfect that it would make anyone jealous.
Those hands, the most perfect hands. Hands with traces of ___ hard work. Traces that I admire and look up to. They show how hard __ works. It is proof of her intelligence and determination. Hands that are always willing to point in the right direction. Hands that no matter how tired, will always be willing to help others. Long fingers that make ___ ever so elegant. Fingers that I have never held. Fingers that would look absolutely divine interlocked with mine. To hold those hands would be to have the world on the palm of my hand.
Such fair skin __ has. As if chosen by Aphrodite herself. Through my eyes ___ skin is perfect. It is proof of ___ hard work. Of how much __ has grown and gone through. So perfect that I catch myself staring way too many times. That skin, dark as coffee grounds. Skin that smells better than any perfume. That skin that I yearn to embrace and hold ever so dearly. Skin so warm that has graced mine few too little times. How nice it would be to hold ___ in my arms. To keep ___ in that embrace until we grow old. Until one of us is the first to leave this Earth.
When ___ talks to me I feel myself melt into a puddle. That melodious voice that speaks to me so gently. How could anyone have such perfect and gentle vocal cords? The slight hint of an accent that I love. How is it able to mix and coexist so well? That strong and _______ voice, plays with the strings of my heart. When __ calls my name with that accent of ____ my heart skips multiple beats. When my name leaves ___ lips I find myself tensed up. How beautiful my name sounds when __ says it. That voice that I love so much, belongs to an angel sent from heaven.
My love is the most intelligent person I have ever met. ___ is perfect in every way shape and form. ___ is hardworking and is involved in many things. __ is the most gentle creature on Earth. The nicest person ever and always welcoming to anyone. No matter what you may tell ___, __ will never judge you. When I'm with ___ I feel cared about and free from judgment. Being around ___ is like being next to a star. ___ shines so brightly that the Sun is jealous of ___. No one will ever be able to understand my love for ___. My overwhelming love that does not let me sleep. Does not let me perform normal day actions. Does not let me concentrate. Oh dear love of mine why must you do this to me?
My love for ___ could never be, and will never be. For you see, there is one thing, one heinous thing, that will forever be. That is, I am a woman, and a woman I will always be.
To my dear love that could never happen,
Zayra
