Perfect.

by angie A   Aug 17, 2006


Paint a perfect picture so vivid,
with each one of my velvet kiss,
inside my eyes view a perfect vision, in a world where you are mine to no longer miss.
smell my perfect scent,
like ruby roses in bloom,
feel my perfect touch,
that makes your whole body consume.
hear a perfect sound,
that sings like a sweet serenade
my perfect scent is beginning to fade.
my perfect touch is beginning to lose it's feel,
my perfect vision is becoming more and more unreal.
my perfect picture can no longer be painted,
and now my whispers are left tainted.
beacuse you are not right hear,
perfect is beyond near.

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