you're a beauty that is deeper than eyes can merely see, the closest thing to heaven but the furthest thing from me.
There's a certain something that sunlight does to your eyes cast there undearneath the blowing breeze and morning shadowing your lovely face. Maybe it's all idealized, maybe, maybe it is. Perhaps it's the echo in my heart that make you sitting there cast in sunlight, so beautiful... maybe, yet maybe, i don't think wrong if i do idealize you... perhaps like some star somewhere out there that marvels us or that we want to reach but a galaxy apart seperates us... it's just simply impossible sometimes, you know.
Friday, February 04, 2005
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