perfection has graced me
through moments of disappointment
and inevitable desperation.
you were standing in front of me.
my heart was aching.
and the steps you took toward me
contorted an ever encompassing
my world was soaked in brown.
and through unfulfilled promises: it was later engulfed in blue.
an ocean worthy blue that drenched
everything you touched.
every word i thought echoed my desire for those moments to survive
right through to the approaching end.
perfection as it stood, bore a similar resemblance to a misery
that captured every possible secret of reality.
it brought me to my knees with a tear soaked reverence.
and i drank nothing but the perfect misery that you perspired
this far into
perfection in those tortured seconds
imprinted upon me
the one that attempts to bridge the abyss
keeping our hearts apart.
words stumbled. the world had stopped
and perfection pushed my sanity into the cavity
your brown. your blue.
had carved into my everything.
the sound of your steps.
the whisper of your promises.
and as i bled the colors that were drowning my world.
perfection was engraved
into my understanding of eternity.