You think they're perfect,
Just because,
Of the appearance,
But don't trust
A face that's flawless
For nothing
In this world of the condemned and praised
Is something
Close to perfect
For perfect
Is a dream
In only which fools
Want to be
For we are all not perfect
We weren't meant to be
But sometimes
In our lover's eyes
Everything will be perfect
No matter what spies
Of the public may say
Because at that moment
Everything stops
As time relents us
And we're left alone
Only loving
And everything's
Just in the moment
It's so...
Perfect
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrycolorful and bittersweet poetry {lowecase intended... sometimes} {found picture on the internet, on Tumblr, please don't sue} ©bookbabere, all rights reserved.
