My Soul
The way she looked at me made me feel a way I'd never felt before. Her eyes were beyond any word in the dictionary. Her face, impeccable. Her soul, heart and mind needed to be protected. The ability to do this was deep within me and I wanted nothing more then to grab her, hold her and tell her she needn't worry any longer. Telling her this, wouldn't mean nearly as much as it would if I were to show her, and for her to allow me to do this, would allow a piece of happiness to be unlocked that's never been free. She is snow on the sun. Something special. I close my eyes, smile and think. There you are...
Copyright © Shan Watson | Year Posted 2016
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