Thursday, March 26, 2009

... the words that don't do you justice

i must be dreaming
it's too perfect of a day
how can something so
beautiful exist
look at that
sideways smile
monday misery disappears
complete peace
on your face
a prettier picture never painted
the sun tries to
warm me up
my heart's already beaming

we can be happy people too

to feel you on the outside
eases my battered joints
to feel you on the inside
lights the monotony of life
something to
care for now
responsibilty without burden
we finally
see the world
those colors weren't there before
the image in
my mind's eye
perfection without description

we can be happy people too

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