Perspective
Perspective defines our entire existence, and it is for such that humanity strives and continually fails. The ubiquitous and proverbial broken heart is an excuse forged on the tips of poets' quills. And yet in the lapse of proper fluidity, it is by your own lips that I find a restless harmony. I would rather feel alive by the burning caress of your whispers, than be numb to the world without them. If it seems that ravenous envy has perforated my text than you are on the downswing of my perspective. Conversly, If you are comforted in the salacious undertone, than you are viewing my little spectrum from a much higher perspective.