DOODLES

It took me years, maybe alot of days To find the words, mainly the right words Yet am still undecided Whether to describe you as sunny rays Or a fuzzy haze Or a dazzling daze My mind cannot rain through the clouds of your beauty I don't mean your face neither your body in that beautiful yellow dress Nor your feet in those stilettos Am talking about the inner part of you Without touching your skeleton I don't want to sound like a poet Nor sound trivial like an empty wallet in a pocket But words to describe you are unfathomable So where do I start? You are like beautiful art Resonance to the core yet painted worlds apart Sometimes I want to peek your brains Not like grains Like a fork lifting cranes But you are like water slipping through my fingers What really goes on in that mind of yours? Poetry? Proverbs? Prose? My words are in revolt and you are the cause I am like a wordsmith with a mind of concrete Or a locksmith having locks with lost keys Am just trying to paint a vivid picture So where do I start? You are a beautiful piece of art A bridge between worlds apart Foreign a language your heart is How can I translate this?