My Perfect World

We live in the most imperfect of worlds
We live in the most imperfect of worlds where love can be bound and tied and hushed from expression. Where beauty goes by unnoticed and kindness is scarce. To those of you that are free to show your love please don't think that there will always be a tomorrow..'cause there won't..so do it..express it..think yourselves lucky for that opportunity..To those of you that don't look at the sky and don't smile at a child..try it sometime..it might just change you life.
This is my Little illusion


I walk down the street with my love by my side...our hands together...our bond for all the world to see. Instead of having to whisper my affections I would scream them from the highest roof tops for everyone to hear.

They would look and smile and wish us the best...instead of staring and piercing our skin with stabbing looks of digrace.

The fact that I love her...her hair, her smile, her handwritting...that I love her touch, her scent, her kiss...that I would give my everything, that I would BE everything for he would be admired and not derided....

Someday.....someday, somewhere.....maybe
But for now
But...for now...I'll whisper softly in her ear...I'll smell her scent casually...I'll touch her inconspicuously...and when I have her in my arms, behind the curtains of the world, I'll tell show her how much I love her...



I LOVE YOU
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