(no subject)

Apr 25, 2006 11:35

You touch my cheek so gently.
I feel your innocence.
It shines through like an x-ray.
Im so small in comparison
to the beauty in your smile.
To the purity in your soul.
How come we grow from this perfection
to the disgusting things that we are?
I'd give almost anything
to feel what you feel.
Previous post Next post
Up