Thursday, May 17, 2012

Ephemeral Perfection

The fleeting moments during which perfection is achieved are quickly whisked away to leave us with an inexplicable whole within. Perfection is momentary. It exists only in the instants during which we can forget the world exists. It lasts until the world comes crashing down and then vanishes into oblivion leaving behind only a memory.
Perfection is staring at the sky on a starry night. It is looking far beyond where the city lights do not shine. Perfection is that one kiss that never ends, only pauses when two lovers are apart.


p.s. The writing in the picture is by me.

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