There was a silent storm in her Eyes ..

The shine on her Hair with gentle seas ..

I crave Ocean for this once ..

.. Insanity ..

I want a tattoo of this poem onto the moon ..

So when I trace the backward shadow of Her ..

with the Moon in the frame ..

I’ll take me straight to her ..

Hoping for Look at her again ..

Feel the smell of her Hair ..

while turning the pages of our Destiny ..

and start reading ..

the Honesty on her face ..

All over again .. !!