Beautiful Sight
Eleanor
He's a beautiful sight to see.
Everytime he smiles so wide, I was certain his face would split in half, and his face brightens up and happiness radiates off of him like he was the sun himself - making gray skies and dark clouds fade; I'm blinded by his shine. And his eyes, his eyes that crinkle by the sides; so vivid and blue like the deepest ocean, drowning you till you're gasping for air and sinking in and the only way out is to let go and let the force pull you in.
Together, it's like the bright glowing sun meeting the bluest of oceans halfway through the horizon creating one fascinating phenomena that leaves one breathless and in awe.
That's what he is. A beautiful sight to see.
08|10|16
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