you are beautiful. that is what he says.
that cryptic smile he gives is what keeps my heart beating.
yes, the mystery in him is what gives.
an unpredictable scent that follows him like a shadow,
it makes the butterflies in my stomach flutter to no end.
we name the fluffs of water in the blue blue sky,
picking up all the wondrous figurines dancing in front of our eyes.
skaters and ballerinas, a zoo and a school of fish.
what we see is what we feel.
and we feel for each other.
