There is a fine line
between what is
and what could be.
So hazy.
So tempting.
The glass case
of time
is cracked and
fogged over.

Beautiful sunlight
on a rainy day.
It is truly worth it
to stop and smell the
roses.
What has bloomed today
will be withered tomorrow.
Remember to keep things
in perspective.

I am wet and
cold,
but I feel so beautiful.
I want to glitter
in your eyes,
while your lips are heavy
with my name.
I sigh and blow a kiss to you.



Out of sight
out of mind
is a lie.