Here we are under a star-studded sky, over the moist but warm still sands of an empty beach. Here we are on this magic island, where our story, the one that is only about the two of us, has begun.
There are moments in life that overwhelm us, they seize us right at the gut level, suddenly, we are crumbling inside, without a clue, how to cope with the situation.
The chimney sweep sits on the rooftop of the city moonless night. Stars by the millions gaze like magnificent gatherings in the universe, through luminescent eyes, with infinite shades of white, in full display, just for him.
The gentle breeze tussles freely, those shiny curls of mine. The vast ocean reflects a magnificent canvas drawing to eternity, those incandescent eyes that I belong to, now and forever.
The boy leans forward with his hands on the soil, his legs bent, his feet off the ground except for his tippy-toes. He is ready to bolt like a sprinter. But his head tells a different story. With his neck overextended, tilted to one side, he gazes in the distance. Is it an intense stare?
Today my heart looked for you, and I sighted in joy and relief, as one more time, when I need it, my dream of you, was still there.
Once upon a time, There was this strong group of few, They came from faraway lands, They had Wills of Steel, Their Flag was engraved on their Spirits, Their Country was sculpted on their Souls, And their loved ones carved on their Hearts.
Today I woke up staring at a choice, feeling inspired, I recalled how difficult it has been to arrive at such crossroads.
At the very deep ends of my heart, In a place where emotions are raw, Where feelings are unedited, At Love’s nest and launching pad, And where passions reign free, With indomitable force, Lies this unwavering, unflickering Tiny, little flame that simply,
I am all of you, You are all of me. We are all of you, We are all of me. You are me, I am you. We are, only one of you, only one of me. Only one of us, one and only, you and I, both of us, forever.