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Jan 2015
it's all a matter of perception,
I said
like your smile being more than bared teeth
and instead a delicate kiss from your cheeks to the creases of your eyes
it really depends how you look at it
I mentioned
because it's not that I'm tired
I'm just whimsically floating in an infinite day dream

see,
it takes but a blink to turn a nightmare into a dream
it takes but a single sound to break a barrier
it occurs in an instant but for a lasting lifetime
but it's all a matter of perception

like my favorite story you found a bit childish
like your annoyance I found adorable
like our comfortable love our pasts could not reconcile
and it really just matters how you look at it

because physical paths will be contrived to cross and depart
but perceptions know nothing of physics
and run into one another
changing an explosion from destruction to splendor
Written by
Linguistic Play
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