the flavour of air

MAGIC

i want to see
your face mould
like clay
into beautiful smiles
starry eyes
frowns
forhead lines
i want to see your skin
fold into that small dimple
on your left cheek
when you laugh
i want to see
the sunlight swimming
into your deep brown eyes
like pools of sparks
as we sit on the terrace
and watch the world below us
i want our arms around each other
in the quietest place of the world
where the time stops
and i hear your heartbeat
that one day
i hope comes soon
when i witness the beauty
and magic
of reality