tiny bare bodies of joy that waddled in shallow lucid waters.
the pond hidden away behind the blooming green  that the toads slumbered upon.
the nibble of life, so small that tickled my breath away.
the ducks and geese that waddled all around.
A bright morning of nothing but chuckles and giggles.
The stomachs of void  left behind by ecstasy.
The bliss felt by every part of your entity.
Leaving nothing else to be curious of in life.
The hunger of curiosity butchered by euphoria.
The sinless purity ripped away as you mature.
As no man exists without an affair.
As this would always be a souvenir of a time of a moment of perfect harmony.
-Opal.