Touched

Touched as a whole by a soul when i met first

I spent a while , sitting besides her I am touched by those magical eyes speaking to me , two dark jewels , Unique , sparkle and so deep as blue ocean as I could fall into them..

Her hair , copper shine in the sun, Black cloud in the breez , falling on the face , covered those eyes , when pulled back with a smile I touched as a whole I never touched before ...

Looking to her I am touched by a smile blooming flower , Shine diamonds, Whispering colours , looking as a child smile with a teary eyes which make me known to her from an unknown .

Talking to her touched by the voice I never heard before but seems to be known , wind blowing, sun birds and the bees , rhythm as flutes, warm in cold and cool in the heat ..

I couldn’t sleep for a while , in that night , remembering all those thing , the true eyes , magical voice and the infants smile..

Perhaps, I touched many time before , but untouched as a whole by the soul , touched me as entire from the star to the ocean..

Yes , that day when I met her first , touched as a whole by a soul ...