(At Least in a Perfect World)
You! who spent the night in a 4ftX3ft
Hollow cage
Reach for the incandescent ball of gas
(Perhaps it is a star)
And turn it into a sweater for Casual Friday.
A sweet-smelling toffee
Placed precariously upon my pink tongue.
Yet, I find no satisfaction.
I! who must wallow in a pool of lies
(the ones I had purged from my soul)
Maybe the moon might be able to kiss me
If I could only
Reach
Take Heart! and know that I can be your
Stone statue of friendship
And yet.
nothing…..
really…..
lasts…..
so it…..
matters…..
(at least in a perfect world)
Unknown "GORGEOUS" Timid
- 16 years, 9 months, 5 days ago