Dwell In Possibility
a collection of outbursts and rants
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
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Breadth slowly leaves my lungs
Into yours,
Sparkling so bright
Inside you,
Through your eyes
I finally realize
Words are useless
In times like these,
Perfection is hard to find
But you have been found,
No chance to describe
Any one moment,
Only to feel
The way we do
Right now.
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