Poezja

How can I describe you,
your golden eyes that are constantly shining
that is at times hiding your thoughts
and the symmetry of your body,
 
the gleam that is caught in your hair
that falls soft as silk over your shoulders,
how your glance and expression sometimes catches me,
the intimate knowledge of your body,
 
the way that you walk graciously,
how you throw your hair over your shoulder,
how you draw your mouth at times,
how easily you start a conversation
 
and just far too many things come to me
and it’s as if in nothing I can jot you down,
as if my thoughts are only hanging in empty words
and you are in my heart, in my spirit and my head.