Its Beautiful

It's beautiful how the light of sun reflects the inverted image of your body through the vessels of  my monochromatic eyes,

moving towards my brain ready to be repositioned, adjusted and religiously translated.

It's beautiful how the color of your eyes is a bit of every other color.

Only your lips of black cherries and your hair of gold barley  whispering and swinging in the wind.

It's beautiful how you came into being  to understand what you are becoming and seeing beyond where you are going towards

It's beautiful when you laugh and you are sad at the same time.

Its beautiful when you dance, when you swim, when you dream.

It's beautiful when you talk about innocence not realizing how naive you can sometimes may be.

Its beautiful to smell the summer stuck on you, the winter, spring and autumn too...

But is nothing more beautiful than the way you can truly love!