Thursday, July 24, 2014

You, my love.

Bit by bit, the air knitted star dust into an enchanting miracle and painted a portrait of yours on the canvas of this universe. Beauty akin to the moon, heart as soft as the vision of velvet like nebulae and eyes, sparkling like the brightest star in a dark hole. You entered my life with a radiance of light like a supernova, lightning every atom of me, shimmering all bits of me, leaving me bewildered. You endeavored to take me out of the dark deep black hole I was dwelling in, with the gravity of your love and saved me from thousand of asteroids of hatred I was sowing for myself that would've resulted in an explosion worse than that of a death star. You, my love, have illuminated my universe more than the sun could.