There we sat gazing
at the channels of light
that painted wishes in our eyes.

You held the sun with your hands
holding up our dreams.
Hiding our sadness with its
heated vibrations
that burned our thoughts.

But, just like
I thought.
Perfection never lasts…
it is too delicate a thing.
maybe that is why it was so beautiful.

(photo courtesy: Jacob Van Lennepkade)


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  1. ashleyannkim

    I love this. Is this a recent poem?
    You are getting incredible at free writing…
    i love you to pieces.

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