A rainbow can not exist without sunshine and rain...
And you are both...
For you bring sunshine when you are around...
Even on the gloomiest days...
And the melody of your voice and your laughter are  like the rain that nurtures the land...
Or in my case... my soul...
Maybe that is why your eyes are a complete rainbow...
And why I see colors and confetti whenever you're near...

I can't fall asleep...
I am still thinking of your eyes...
I am just drunk on their sweetness...
So I'm wide awake...
Perhaps I don't want to fall asleep...
If I do fall asleep...
I hope I can dream of you and your eyes...
This is a true paradox...
What is sweeter...
The memory of your eyes when I'm awake?...
Or dreaming of them?...
Or both?...
For now I just hope to see you soon...

My poems must be invisible...
Or silent...
Or maybe the words got scattered by the wind...
I don't know...
I poured my heart and soul writing love poems for a girl I adore...
She didn't say anything...
My only hope is she didn't hear them...
Or she could not read them...
It is been days...
But who knows...
Maybe she will answer some day...
Who am I kidding?...
The poems are not invisible...
I discovered I am invisible to her...
I say this with a tear in my eye...
A tear I can see and feel...
I can't be invisible...
The pain I am feeling is real...

The night is quiet...
There is no wind...
No moon...
Not even a cricket chirping can be heard...
Silence is king tonight...
So quiet I can hear my own thoughts...
I hear myself thinking of you...
Thinking of your smile, your eyes and your laughter...
It may be quiet outside...
But it is a carnival in my soul...
As it is anytime I think of you...
It is a good thing it is quiet in the neighborhood tonight...
It means no one can hear the happiness in my soul...
After all...
Thinking of you is my own celebration...
A daily one at that...

You just left...
But the breeze and the wind keep bringing memories of you...
It is as if the air carries your fragrance and the breeze images of you and your eyes…
It is such a nice feeling...
I can't think of a happier moment than enjoying sweet memories of those we care for..
Specially someone so sweet and caring as you...
Your company was my gift today...
And memories of you my treasure...

It is a sunny day...
And a bit hot...
But breezy...
The birds are chirping...
There are two turtles walking towards the pond...
Slowly but surely...
They want to escape from the heat...
The tree branches are dancing to the wind...
The birds and the breeze sound like a melody from heaven...
The grass is green...
I wish I could paint...
This whole scene would have made for a perfect canvas...
I am trying to describe it the best I can...
Maybe this can be a canvas in your mind...
I like to describe what I see...
For the canvas of your eyes to read...
Both your eyes and nature inspire poetry...
Your eyes more than nature...
For your eyes are a universe...
And an endless source of inspiration...
I realized today the world has not enough paper...
For me to fill pages of verses and sonnets inspired by your eyes...
But that's OK...
I will write what I can...
Even if I end up writing tens of poetry books...
They will still not be able to describe how beautiful and sweet your eyes are...

Is there a parade today?...
Why do I see confetti all over the road?...
The wind seems to bring a happy mood...
It is contagious...
The air is warm...
It feels like a carnival...
Maybe the confetti is in my soul...
I can feel it...
My soul feels like a carnival of happiness...
Every time you are near...