That beautiful masterpiece I stare at as long as possible.
Warms my heart more than anything else.
When it's fine I wait for it, patiently wanting it.
Like a salty breeze making everything ok.
Like the comfort her arms give me, something no one can take away.
When the sun refuses to shine and a smile just isn't mine, that right makes it all not matter.
The flowers suddenly want to bloom even during the snow.
Makes something high of every part of my life that is low.
Petals fly in the wind, learning what it is like to be free.
Dancing like my heart does at my favorite scene.
Every time my eyes are blessed by it, they try to memorize the beauty.
Sadly they can't because it's like the first time, everytime.
Rain turns to music and when I see a mountain I can move it.
I would freeze time just to stare at it for a while.
It is...her smile.
