She knew

She knew

It wasn’t possible to praise her

She knew she was better

Better than anybody else could be

Better than anybody else could be for me

She possessed the look

The look you hope to discover

Every morning when you wake up

Her skin,

The contours of her skin

They were covering a lifespan within them

Waiting to be touched

Wanting to be felt upon

Even the breeze made an impression oh her soft skin

Skin that could only be possessed by a fairy

Living in a fairytale

And giving her followers a glimpse of what could be possible…

Her body,

Was brought straight

From the heavens above

All it wished for was to take

Take what it was meant to take since eternity

And give,

Give what it only could give

For it was meant to complete a sentence

A sentence which started without even a single word being said…

Her eyes,

Were a complete sight in themselves

They conversed with the simple flicker of her eyelids,

Those jet black eyelids

And they held you

Held you with their gaze forever

For the sights of the world were visible in those eyes

What was to come was shining bright in those eyes

The embrace almost played out itself

In those crystals ball eyes of hers…

Yet

She knew

It wasn’t possible to praise her

For she was the worshipped

And it was to remain so,

And me, the poor worshipper,

Who was to stay so as well…!!!