days are long
small waves breach lazily on an empty rocky beach
children with hopes of next future
gently smiling in their eyes
oh beautiful bright eyes
lovingly thinking of beautiful world, full of playgrounds
bumping on every little pond
splashing the childhood happiness
in a warm orange morning of the shyly shining sun
i see beautiful eyes | telling the happiness of yours
glitter on your whole
shine as your soul
a soul already known before
has touched the long buried shrine of me
rejuvenate me | feast graciously
beautiful old soul.
I saw. i felt. i am happy
whispering so soft as the cool mountain wind
I dare myself to say | love.
We'll see us in another life, again beautifuly.
amed
emile s.all photos : emile s.
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