A beautiful poetry
You walk into the night and the stars started to fall.
My heart was stolen from my chest,
the world was on a stand still,
then the roses bloomed in the lonely hills.
You gaze as the sun rises from the horizon,
then angels started to sing.
The wind blowing your hair
and your nostalgic scent filled the air.
I started to breath.
Now your scent lingers in my lungs,
the smell of a lovely book
has got my heart hooked.
And as I look deeper into you
I can see the scars that has made you beautiful.
The flaws inside your soul,
that's what made you whole.
And my heart will always beat for you,
my hands will never ache from writing,
because for me
you’re a beautiful poetry.