Watching her cuteness on her morning face , chocolaty smile, messiness revolving around , her open hair . She is the perfect thief for my heart .For me she is Space Girl who lives in planet Purple Heart loving her as a alien and a candy diva, as a Space Diva . . I love how I can see things in her eyes Theres the obvious blues, the silvers, all churned together like ethereal ice cream ,so heart wrenchingly bright vacuums of cool space that suck the air from my lungs , shimmering like the Pacific but theres other things too . . I wish When we stand underneath the tree outside my window ,strung with, golden Christmas lights ,drops of buttery sunlight on this cold, white marble , they pool in her eyes . . I can see smiles in her eyes ,they match the pink smile of her lips but i like all three best together ,The triForce of cuteness ,I can see love in her eyes ,they dont need to be open ,I wish I can kiss her forehead and feel the furrows of her shutting lids meet my lips . . I wish I were a bird every morning I would fly to her place and sit at the window to be the first one everyday to see her lovely face and she too can feel me ,she too can feel the punishment to stole my heart Because souls have a connection -Dedicated to my she
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 03:59:16 +0000
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