her eyes would go
to all sorts of faraways
body, mind and soul disconnected
yet merged into the perfect embodiment
breathing in a world filled with plastic and insincerity
behold are her hands that work wonders and as her words of pure,
she is the clearest vast of ocean and slate you will ever come across to witness
a flower amongst a field of defiled individuals
she is, if not, the closest to perfect
(n.j.)
Aug 6, 2016
Aug 6, 2016 at 2:35 PM UTC
her eyes would go
to all sorts of faraways
body, mind and soul disconnected
yet merged into the perfect embodiment
breathing in a world filled with plastic and insincerity
behold are her hands that work wonders and as her words of pure,
she is the clearest vast of ocean and slate you will ever come across to witness
a flower amongst a field of defiled individuals
she is, if not, the closest to perfect
(n.j.)
