Windows to my soul

The windows to my soul are like the deep wide ocean

Swim in it but don´t loose yourself

The windows to my soul are like summer rain upon your skin

So warm and yet so cold

The windows to my soul are like an open book

You can read and read but can´t reach the end

The windows to my soul are like little butterflies in your belly

They excite you but are easy to destroy

The windows to my soul come in all different types of colours

So beautiful, so bright, so warm

The windows to my soul

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