Monday, November 3, 2008

Soixante-Neuf . Impressionnant .

The clasp of hope , the shadow of perfection .
a glance so sudden , the beauty betrays the beholder .
Words can only say so much , then comes love .
Breath me in , my moment of utter divinity .
I'm suffocating in my own breaths . It's short , my life . And me . My world , my commitment , my friends . The definite edges of their outlines blurring together . I'm crying . Because right now , I'm addicted . Every breath , every sin , every hate , every love . The way you're perfectly flaweds , the way you smile and laugh and make my heart flutter . I'm crying , because it's perfect . I'd do anything to placate , conciliate, appease, reconcile, mollify you , because you are me . In every possible way . You're everywhere and nowhere , where I need you , where I needed to cry and needed to laugh .
I love you .
The perfect finish to my puzzle , a dazzling end to my mystery .
Nicole (:

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