When seen through those eyes

I have a theory that everything is beautiful when seen through the eyes of love… For some people it might sound corny but for me it’s just a reality. When I open my eyes and see from my soul and not from my banal physical eyes, when I find the special, the feeling, the unique… I find the beauty of everything through the sensations awaken in me….It’s difficult to explain…I’m someone that have different, somewhat peculiar feelings…some could call me a weirdo! But I have feelings that nobody have told me they recognize in them…Maybe many people feel the same and don’t tell…just like me…
In spite of that, some times I cannot see things as beautiful…I can’t explain why neither…but It makes me more sensitive to people who doesn’t see stuff as I do… 
Art has become that part of me that translates what my soul sees and perceives. Art has become my path to touch your soul with mine, will you to let me? Can you be vulnerable? Can you look beyond  the image and penetrate inside the emotion that it conveys? I have so many things to say! I don’t know what is right to express and what’s not but I guess I’ll know when the times are right.