Her

What’s the first thing that comes to your mind

What wakes you up in the morning

What ends the day when you fall asleep

 

The first thought that pops up

That explodes and evolves

That is the richest experience

 

I know mine

Simply her

And still not so simple because the thoughts of her are an addiction

 

A goddess that puts me to sleep

Kisses me good morning without even touching

A siren every moment of the day

 

The first thought you have

Is the most real thought you can have

So, she’s the most real thing there is

 

Richer than the entire universe

Epitome of creation

Highlight of all evolution we’ve had

 

An angels dearest feather

Lying in my hand

Even I do not fully understand how blessed I truly am

 

To her I’m naked

To her I’m giving my all

To her I’m lost forever more

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