beauty

the world is a very beautiful place.every sunrise that i witness,every sunset that i feel,every cloud that i see wandering through the endless sky echoes this belief.on threesome nocturnal walks in dimly lit lanes,in the lap of perfect solitude when silence speaks volumes,when there are no complexities in life,the world seems a very hospitable place.on rare rendezvous with myself,when there are no lies,the world seems very straight forward,very honest.but it is on rare circumstancial meetings,when time stands still,that i can truely feel the beauty.i can understand the scheme of things in this world.and on those trivially tumultous occasions when gold is silhoutted against bronze,for that infinitely insignificant moment
i have visions of immortality.everything makes perfect sense.there is unerring symmetry in this inherently incoherent world.
perhaps i'm going insane.obsession is a very dangerous thing,but you are so intensely beautiful,so piquantly eccentric,its heart wrenching.when i'm with you,seconds become minutes;minutes,hours.i believe i could sit there watching you for all eternity.i hope you realise this one day.not that i love you,but the fact that you inspired me to write this.perhaps some day,down the line,i'll see this and quitely smile at myself,and you'll ask me-what's that smile for?and i won't say a thing.i'll keep smiling and draw you close and get lost in beauty..




disclaimer-
the author strongly stresses that this wasn't written with anyone particular in mind.it is entirely a work of the author's herculaen imagination with which,he has,so obviously been richly endowed..