A breath as listless as a dandelion
A fragrance inebriating my very being into a melted utopia
A smile as beautiful as flowing silk
A glimpse radiating a warmth to which my soul is singed
A touch which only divinity has perfected
A voice crafted with the elegance of the heavens
A life so fleeting to my senses as I encounter it but a
second
A memory of an ideal set to the rhythm of my heart
Reason for writing:
You have to always wonder where you get idealistic standards for that certain somebody you want to spend the rest of your life with. I think its those extremely short-lived encounters which last the longest.
Birth sign: Scorpio
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