

And back again.There is more that awaits me in life, Over the vast blue horizons, Past the empty suburban streets, Past the victorians, the charlestons and the contemporaries, Bathed in the sulfurous yellow street light It hides itself from the hollow commuters Who all find comfort bound to the daily circuit, A to B, B to C, C to D and back again. I find myself back again, over the cracked concrete and asphalt. Past all the white and yellow lines, Past the smoke and carbon monoxide, The envelopment of lives in order to further the development of methods to go from A to B, &nAnd back again.


Perfection islaying next to you, perfection is, your body's curves, pulling me inevitably in to you, i can brush your lovely dark hair aside, and see such beauty and love within those eyes. that it would bring tears to my own. i could never love another so much as i love you, so i wish that i could lay here forever, with you tight in my arms, and i'd pluck from the heavens, a star to place upon your lapelle, along with a kiss upon the brow. your celestial body would glow with a beauty, that would rival the heavens themselves. and make the moon hide behind the shadow of thePerfection is
Cheers!
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