people say, looks doesn’t matter. how true is that?
i say, it does matter, even for a pinch of his looks, i’ll be the ice that heats up fast under his ray.
wishing for a bright blue sky looking after you, wishing for the midnight moonlight to blanket you warmly upon reaching for your dreams.
how truthful can you be? it is the destiny.
i say, it is the vibes that i feel in every text i received.
and i’ll say, it is the heat i could taste in every chilly winter.
how much pain you feel, you might think it’s invisible.
holding up with a packets of covering words and you still keep your tears.
i have learned of standing up. i have learned of beyond.
and i still want more.
the dreams that kept me awake and all i did was smiling.
the voice that tingles my ear, so far yet i know so close.
the smile that gracefully heals the gentle pain and i let out my wings of eternal flame.
Posted on Sunday, 15 March 2009
