The Definiton of an unsung melody

i rarely do this so here it goes:

There is a sweet and genuine voice inside my head.

i cant find another reason why this voice keeps on playing in my head

and it never fails to keep me from having a bad day.

Night falls down, thunder roars up, but when i hear this sweet like voice joined with a sweet scented strawberry smell. it never fails to put up a genuine smile.

There is a sweet image inside my head this smile that i could not forget, or i think i will never ever forget, such a lovely smile that makes every inch of my body turn upside down in a time where i usually glares upon this dreamlike smile. a feeling of enlightment and catechizes God from why would he even bring up this wonderful smile in time of my despair.

do i need her smile?

yes, i just love to stare at her genuine smile.

it sounds like a mediocre when i will say it has made up my day, but im telling you that smile flourishes up the dark smug in my heart of which has been damaged by every thorns and spikes that inflicted it.

Thorns.

Spikes.

I cannot give these unprepossessing words to define her or rather the deep thought i have for.

There is this person..

A human Female..

She is a treasure that is worth a thousand image.

more like

more expensive than facebook?

more expensive than Oprah?

why would i even use the word expensive if she is worth the endless universe.

A treasure from the stars above, a treasure from the ocean below.

she is amusing.

she is lovely.

she is extraordinary.

she is a reason.

no she is not just that.

why cant i put the exact words from every words i put at?

why?

i dont know, thats the question.

If i will go to Greece.

and ask this Greek goddess.

such question about tis deep feeling.

maybe she will shrug and say nothing.

cause even that Goddess cant define this.

The universe is endless, no one can define its vast space in the continuum.

She is a Universe, when you stare and glare upon it,

you will murmur slowly

stumble helplessly

think deeply.

I dont know anymore what is happening with me but im sure liking it.

maybe i could write a book

maybe i could write a song

maybe i could write a poem

maybe i could make film

but know this, it doesn't even meet you.

like an equinox

i dont understand such word

this melody of unsung words is not even close to what im feeling now, cause so much

so much

so much

of this.

i cant even define it.

Let me hug you and tomorrow

I may die.

Let me Kiss you and tomorrow

God may take me.

Let me Love you and tomorrow

and let forever be the word that would come from you

and now i can freely express this unsung melody in my heart.

you are so amusing, you just don't know that yet. i think.