The two imperfect souls in the role.
That kind of smile captured everything.
They both hold in everything.
Like flash stays on milliseconds.
Like smiles and gazes on beyond.
The beauty beyond the face looks further a trace.
The met subject coincidence beyond grace.
Confident about each other.
Pile to the shelf of each other.
They were of the same desired tone.
They want to build the same empire of gold stone.
Where peace is found like a resting tomb.
Where the feeling is felt like a bonding comb.
Yes, pretty they are, in and out.
Yes, beautiful they are, in and out.
The likes of Euroupa-Espanyol.
The likes of Americano-Mexico.
Or
The likes of Africana-Negro.
The likes of Americano-Metro.
Beauty is seen everywhere.
But beautiful minds are scarce everywhere.
So, both went to different continents.
To settle the different sentiments
Their eyes laughed with them when they smiled
Their spirit catches one another's line even when they are hundreds of thousands of miles away.
Average in height they are who cares.
The average body size they have, who cares?
Talking about the date of Saith.
Where the top dog and the big fish taith.
Showing up one another.
Looking up to one another.
The two imperfect souls in role-told.
Working together in love to mole-mold.
A castle of structured empire.
A mantle of loved desire.