cahrizzjoe

today I saw the most beautiful woman in the whole world. I don't know if that's a good thing. It's kind of better to imagine such a thing and maybe never to see it in flesh and blood. You can see her beauty seeping through her eyes, a laughing soul that holds the world in wonder. There's glints of fear as well because she saw the truth of the world. It's a thin layer of ice we traverse across and with each step you hear it crack and moan. But for her smile, to press against those lips, what heights might the soul travel would it be foolish to attempt Icurian heights knowing that a travesty awaits and then die in the peace of having taken at least a chance of actively chasing down Eros's favor? Couldn't be. Imagine her voice and in my mind... Some women when they speak or any sound that emenate's from them sings, makes music that makes all composers envious. Her's must be deep but lithe, a dancer caressed in light but surrounded in dark. Playful like a flower shaking from the weight of a bee.

I just can't believe how beautiful it is.