these flirtations with the mind. the body. the soul.
could they last and last to the point of mental corruption? if only the possibility of you being here with me was not so far-fetched, i think i would be...
what is happiness to those who seek the fulfillment of something that halts time and captures the loss for words?
i think some things should have no definition, because some things cannot be described.
these treasured figments of life need only be based on sensation, and what a beautiful notion that is, especially through the vehicle of the human senses, the body and the mind.
it is true that what you feel and what i feel may differ. and in this instance, no right or wrong exists. and in this instance, we come to realize that sensation is one of the most beautifully unstructured elements which makes us feel most alive.
could they last and last to the point of mental corruption? if only the possibility of you being here with me was not so far-fetched, i think i would be...
what is happiness to those who seek the fulfillment of something that halts time and captures the loss for words?
i think some things should have no definition, because some things cannot be described.
these treasured figments of life need only be based on sensation, and what a beautiful notion that is, especially through the vehicle of the human senses, the body and the mind.
it is true that what you feel and what i feel may differ. and in this instance, no right or wrong exists. and in this instance, we come to realize that sensation is one of the most beautifully unstructured elements which makes us feel most alive.
to be human is exquisite.
and i should think, or merely only hope that you find the same to be true.
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