Inhale and exhale....
Gasp the freshness of the air for you are you, and you are beautiful inside out....
Scream, shout, cry, and laugh it all out...
Embrace the touch of emotions on your soul...
Nature itself is dazzled by your stare and freedom is overwhelmed by your smile and the sound of your laughter!
Run , dance, jump, spread, fall and rise!....
Arise to the beauty of your existence....
Your skin whips up the sun to brighten up even more with the shade of your skin....
So as you walk on, breath in the blessed air and feel as beautiful and free as you are!
You are everything beautiful and beauty is YOU.
Tuesday, 19 March 2019
Friday, 1 March 2019
YOU (1)
Sometimes all I think about is you and all of the things that you do.....
The thought of you is stuck on me like glue.....
There's a little more shine in my eyes and happiness in my life because of you....
Your touch on my skin brings back life in my veins anew....
And the look in your eyes a bloody heavenly view...
With you in my life, the skies remain overly blue and your presence glows rays of warmth and light...
Your finger tips on my skin, a feeling so young...
You came to me like a luminous dot appearing in the cloudless portion of my life.....STAR
Your heart and soul a treasure for keeps and just so you should know, I wrote all of this for you....
The thought of you is stuck on me like glue.....
There's a little more shine in my eyes and happiness in my life because of you....
Your touch on my skin brings back life in my veins anew....
And the look in your eyes a bloody heavenly view...
With you in my life, the skies remain overly blue and your presence glows rays of warmth and light...
Your finger tips on my skin, a feeling so young...
You came to me like a luminous dot appearing in the cloudless portion of my life.....STAR
Your heart and soul a treasure for keeps and just so you should know, I wrote all of this for you....
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