The two imperfect souls in role.
That kind of smile that captured everything.
They both holds in everything.
Like flash stays on millisecond.
Like smiles and gazes on beyond.
The beauty beyond face looking farther a trace.
The met subject coincidence beyond grace.
Confident about each other.
Pile to the shelf of earth other.
They were of the same desire tone.
They want to build the same empire of gold stone.
Where peace is found like resting tomb.
Where feeling is felt like 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 are seen everywhere.
But beautiful minds are scarce everywhere.
So both went on different continent.
To settle the different sentiment.
Their eyes laughed with them when they smile.
Their spirit catches one another time line even when they are in hundreds of thousands miles.
Average in height they are who cares.
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 for 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.