Thursday, December 9, 2010

gifts .

I once met an artist by the street , he was beautiful likewise with his artworks ,with his hair that falled gracely on his shoulder ,and with his eyes that was so dry and dazed . I can't help but stared at him unconsciously for quite a minute.Since my stares was like a child that craves for a toy , of course he noticed me and reply my stares with a smile. I smiled back embarasingly knowing I stare too long and sharp.He showed some kind of handsign language that asked me if I'm interested with his artworks,and from that I knew he can't talk.
My heart faint , I never knew someone that beautiful and talented have some lackness , that almost every human possessed .