It makes no sense to me,
Your eyes, not so special,
Small, grumpy,
Dark-circled eyes.
Still, when I look
Into them,
I see a whole ocean,
A soothing breeze.
It makes no sense to me,
Your lips, so chapped,
so small compared
To the size of your face.
But still, when your lips touch mine,
I feel as if I’ve kissed
Soft petals scattered all around.
It makes no sense to me,
Your tangled hair
You have no time to care for…
But when they fall upon me,
I feel like I am
Floating in the clouds,
With you wrapped around me…
Still, it makes no sense to me,
And yet,
It means everything.