She turned to look at me
When the wind caressed her hair ,
A beauty indescribable ,
A beauty that was rare,
Her eyes , deeper than the universe ,
Hidden behind her spectacle ,
Her face defined innocence ,
And everything stood still,
The only thing that moved
Was her smile ,
After which, moved my heart
That had stopped for a while,
It was my epitomy of a fulfilled life,
Where , in a moment I lived the infinite,
It was just one look ,
That's all it took .
There was no gravity anymore,
It was just her ,
Now and forever.
© heartspeaks
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LITTLE THINGS
Художественная прозаCompilation of poetries. Poetry anthology - Little things
