Random Wild Thoughts

Simple

Isn't it amazing how
The simplest things can
Turn out to be so hauntingly beautiful, love?

Be so innocent,
Yet arouse the most sinfull of sensations within you?

While you stand there,
Unaware of how things got so out of hand,
They spin your conscience
Your breath
Your life
Your world
Heart and soul
Into a turmoil,
As entangled as the mystery behind their beauty.

And the simplest things, dear
As I told you
They can be as innocent as
A girl, a boy
A breeze, a drizzle
A moment, an encounter

And you'll be left knocked out of your own breath.

So be aware, my simple darling
Of the beauty of these simplest things.
For I know, better than you...