Sunday, September 11, 2011

As bright as the Sun


What does the sky look like,
that is now above you?
Where does your sky start
and where does it stop?
You shine as bright as the sun,
and when you stare at me,
You make my soul melt. 
I look at the sky, 
and i can only picture your beautiful face.
Your hair...and your mouth...
Your sky has no end!
"And still, it's hard to reach it..."
- i say with a tearfull smile. 

- Me 

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