You truly stop to smell

You stop by to smell the sweetness of the beautiful roses,
Not noticing the falling kissing rainfall on the leaves.

Tales are hidden in the bark on the tree's, natures littlest secrets are unlocked to play for you,
Like the vintage musical boxes

Everything you do brings light, even in the most darkest hour. You coat yourself to be so fearless,your are different. Magical, attractive but I feel you beauty is unattainable
Like a sailing ship at the horizon.

Yet here on the other side, where the dreams wash to shore. I dream of you, captivating like the clef and the notes of a awaiting music that needs you to complete it.