What I just portrayed was .,
A girl ,
With those curly flickery hairs.,
Taking a bask under the shining sun ,
Her eyes depicting the depth of love ,
Her drowning talks ., and
Her smile limning the charm of her soul.,
She all the way ,
Strewing those holy colours ,
While having a douche daily ,
Down from the sketchy and infinite roof of the heaven ,
All the colours painted on her body ,
From those enthusiastic hands,
Are quite different .,
With a different meaning .,
Although having a lot different understandings ,,
But still,
Still I haven't met her yet .,
And sometimes I ask myself ,
That would she be boundless too ,
To get out of this self-notioned world .,
Break down all those dictums.,
Take a few steps towards,
And feel like a princess of our own fascinating world .,
And now I'm eagerly waiting ,
To met my love for the first time ,
Who'll keep amazin' me every time,
Just like a butterfly do ,
I'm eagerly waiting for the one,
That'll take all the chaos from my life , and ,
Should depict the quintessence just like my mother .,
I'm eagerly waiting for .,
That lost painting of my heart.,