Cure to hurt
His eyes are like the crystal ball on a fortune tellers desk,
His mesmerizing voice outdoes all of the rest,
His heart filled with innocence, just like a babies youth,
His wonder striking to obviate, everything in you,
His stunning beauty imprints on everything in sight,
His endless love like a bullet struggling to wage a fight,
His breath like the fog, that shadows the dazing world,
His mind like the cure that blesses the life we know
