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have you ever seen
something so beautiful
that once you lay
your eyes on it
your mind instantly
register it as words?
____ . ____
..her drooped eyes flicked up to meet his, staring intently down on her with a glint of tenderness inside.
"you are ethereal." she blurted out, thin white smoke escaping her parted lips as she did so
"why?" soft. he sounded so soft as he delicately quirked his eyebrows and frowned microscopically
it's ludicrous, how in her eyes he was like the 8th wonder of the world when all he did was staring down on her
"you.." she paused, mouth opened and closed as if finding the right words to say when words were nothing but a lump in her throat "your beauty is just out of this world"
____ . ____
when our gaze met,
our heartbeat synchronized,
you looked less and less like you
but more and more like poetry.
____ . ____
"how do i look at you and not see art?"
"what-- why? i'm not even beautiful"
"oh my god, sweetheart .. art isn't supposed to be beautiful . it's supposed to make you feel something."
____ . ____
few days without you
and the paper somehow
remained empty
but i saw you just now
and i swear i could write
a thousand poems.
YOU ARE READING
Wishful Thinker
Poetry/wɪʃfʊl θɪŋkə/ . of the unreachable dreams . "you don't understand me, you never do you never see words the way I always do now I will bombard you with words see if you will ever be lost for words" started : 180219 ended : 181205
