A beautiful view
is best when it is shared with
a beautiful you

Without the warm wind
When will you reach the core?
How will you spread a smile?
I'm here grasping images
Concluding lines to this poem
Adding sensations, it's her
The beauty you won't forget
Get some time, spend them here
While I wondered however
Happiness flows blowing minds
Whenever I see violence
When people act fool with it
This landscape presents peace
Inhale the freedom, fly with her
Racing rivers, waterfalls
The complete silence afterward
From here, I hear roars, tarzans
Howls, entertained by this view

She finds peace when she's all by herself at the end of the day
She's got scars but the pain is the pain of yesterday,
The sound of the waves calm the noisy thoughts in her head
She likes to contemplate the colorful sky before going to bed,
She's amazed by the beauty of landscapes
She used to focus on the things that made her feel down
but now she has found a new way to escape,

She wakes up every morning and turns her face towards the sun
She goes from place to place to explore and have her fun,
her world doesn't look dark any more
she feels alive when she's looking around her
when she's taking a deep breath outdoor,
she sees something beautiful on the horizon
she finds something that makes her smile at every season
don't you know, she's an admirer
don't you know, she's a nature lover

We're looking on the same direction day and night
I wish I could see her face
when I turn towards the sun and the moonlight,
Am I going to find her where there're plenty of flowers ?
Is it going to lead me somewhere near her if I follow the birds ?,
I bet she goes to secret places
Paradise must be where she is,
She chases the things that make her dream
I know she's always thirsty for adventures
She's down to go where she has never been;
don't you know, she's an explorer
don't you know, she's a nature lover

**I would take the stars out of the sky for her.

i'll paint the landscape, curves and all
from the valleys to the rolling hills
i'll paint your landscape, peaceful still
as you allow my roaming brush to crawl
i'll paint your landscape, soft and slow
your canvas years to feel my brush
with every stroke your skin is flush
your pulse quickens and paint begins to flow
to paint the landscape i see in my dreams
the paint flows forth and falls into the seams
i'll close my eyes and let my mind run free
'til finally the landscape is as it should be
this landscape, flawed, is perfect as can be
there's beauty here as far as the eye can see

I followed my dear friends to the edge of a cliff
and was greeted by a peculiar thing.
There, standing on the edge of the earth
was a swing set waiting just for me.
Her thick black seat and strong metal arms
cradled me while together we flew
into the starry night canvas, sprawling
dark blue, except for a splatter of twinkling
firefly-speckles, from the cityscape
to the moon.

Each time she lifted me I felt closer
to the heavens. I raised my chin
and let the gentle kiss of raindrops
wash away my sins, cleansing
and revitalizing my body like a baptism.
I’ll never forget the smell of the rain
on the freshly-sprouted grass, with dew drops
made from the breath of my friends
hanging delicately in the sweet air
like glass beads strung on a wire
while the crisp wind carried me higher and higher
and the most brilliant masterpiece ever created
was painted across the entire night sky.

I gaze upon your beauty
Breathtaking in its wonder
I lie nestled in exquisite solitude
Beholding your majesty
King to my Queen
In hushed reverence
Dominating my vision
Noble in simplicity
I surrender myself to your moment
Giving up my heart
Abandoning all sensibility
Knowing you will never forsake me
Lulled by the gentle flooding
Of desire to never leave this place
Or your fascination

(C) Pixievic