do you ever get that feeling of complete
and utter perfection?
when you're intoxicated by the sweet,
sweet taste of love and the
overpowering bubbles of joy.
do you ever want to take a picture
of this very moment?
when you're laying there,
watching the stars and
wondering what you did to deserve the
happiness you feel.
i'm drunk in
this state of astounding serenity, and
i can't help but feel the urge to
capture this feeling.
only, i'm worried that as soon as i
click the button
the moment will be gone;
washed away in the sea of
almost perfections.
(901)
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broken dreams
Poetryshe held his hand he held hers. they crumbled together until they were nothing but broken dreams. ... a collection of poems.