Some poetry is bad because the words needed to say it do not exist; these are the words that do not need to be said as they are allready known.
What we have trancends words.
It is a beauty like no other I have experienced.
The way our souls intertwine when we are together.
Pure happyness.
A feeling that I hope never ends.
Not to be marred even by a moment of unchained emotion.
As the voice of reason steps in
reminding us of what is important
and what may only feel important at the time.
Temptation taunts us as we hold eachother as a reminder
that everything has its time and its place.
There is no hurry to go anywhere.
What we have trancends words.
What we have trancends desires.
These words do not even begin to scratch the surface.
Yet they do not need to.
For it is the dialogue without words that speaks the loudest.
A pair of eyes locked in a silent gaze.
A warm embrace.
A soft kiss on the forhead.
A content purr.
Nirvana.
It is a beauty like no other I have experienced.
The way our souls intertwine when we are together.
Pure happyness.
A feeling that I hope never ends.
Not to be marred even by a moment of unchained emotion.
As the voice of reason steps in
reminding us of what is important
and what may only feel important at the time.
Temptation taunts us as we hold eachother as a reminder
that everything has its time and its place.
There is no hurry to go anywhere.
What we have trancends words.
What we have trancends desires.
These words do not even begin to scratch the surface.
Yet they do not need to.
For it is the dialogue without words that speaks the loudest.
A pair of eyes locked in a silent gaze.
A warm embrace.
A soft kiss on the forhead.
A content purr.
Nirvana.