Say it simple

or don’t say it at all;

Life is complicated enough

but love is not.

 

Say it simple

or don’t say it at all…

Tell me the color of the trees

in the midst of Autumn

…they’re changing.

 

Describe the shape of the clouds

on a windy day…

They never stop.

 

And what about the time?

How fast it goes, and…

What if it stops?

What then?

 

And the sun… How bright is it?

It’s dazzling.

 

What is the color of my eyes?

They’re blue.

It’s like a mountain lake,

just after it’s finished raining.

When the clouds have gone

behind the mountains…

Your eyes are the color of serenity

of the surface of the mountain lake.

They’re as dark as the night sky.

When you open them to look into the stars

I could count each star in your gaze

for you…

And all the galaxies.

They are…

like feathers of a bluebird:

so soft and gentle,

it sooths my heart.

And breaks it

seeing mirrors in your eyes

itstead of what’s inside of them.

 

Say it simple…

Or don’t say it at all…

 

Life is complicated

but love is not.

 

And what does love look like?

It’s crystal blue.

Like a mountain lake.

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