from, nobody

***no rhymes, intended this as an anonymous letter***

i know  you don't know me. though there were times when
i've been close to you, i doubt if you even noticed me.
i'm the  guy who can't take  his  eyes of you, who gets
breathless when you flash that pretty smile of yours.

i just want  you to know  how beautiful i find you with
those  eyes  that  seem  to  be  two  stars  trying  to
outsparkle  each  other  that  for every  new glimpse i
have  of  them, they're  more  beautiful  than  what  i
recall  them  to  be. they draw my own eyes like sirens
draw  sailors, irresistable  like that force that calls
countless of birds and prompts them to migrate whenever
winter nears.

so  too  is  your smile. only a perfect sunset can ever
come  close in comparison, one that manifests itself on
a sky  with  a score or so of cumulus clouds, the still
waters  of a bright blue sea, and the sun half submerge
over  the  horizon, blazing  hot  crimson, tainting the
clouds  to  look  like  mountains  on fire, spreading a
blanket  of  red  over  the bluish sea and sky. the end
result, a  painting  unmatched  by  masters, a  unique
phenomena  a  shade away from that level of beauty that
you always muster just by flashing your smile.

well,  i've never  seen a  real  angel, but if what was
written about them were true, then i've been seeing one
almost  everyday, so  close yet so very far away. maybe
it's  just  my broken heart, maybe it's just my need to
believe  in  beauty  after  all  the  rubbish i've been
exposed to, maybe  it's just my imagination, pretending
someone  could  be more beautiful than her who broke my
heart, and believing. whatever, i just want you to know
how very beautiful i find you.