They say the world is round
but I've wandered to it's edge.
I've peered into the Heavens
which resembles the beauty in your eyes.
I've stood at the adjacent edge to nothing
and listened to the complexion of a heartbeat,
like yours when I rest my head upon your chest.
I've smelt the blooming rose
as it opened for the first time,
and I have caught tears from stars,
just like the ones I've wiped from your eyes.
I have heard all the sweet nothings
which I whisper in you ear,
and I have fallen for perfection
because I have fallen for you.
Oct 22, 2011
Oct 22, 2011 at 11:23 PM UTC
They say the world is round
but I've wandered to it's edge.
I've peered into the Heavens
which resembles the beauty in your eyes.
I've stood at the adjacent edge to nothing
and listened to the complexion of a heartbeat,
like yours when I rest my head upon your chest.
I've smelt the blooming rose
as it opened for the first time,
and I have caught tears from stars,
just like the ones I've wiped from your eyes.
I have heard all the sweet nothings
which I whisper in you ear,
and I have fallen for perfection
because I have fallen for you.