Ruins of Perfection
the way to my home is paved with the ruins of my life
golden gift in mail today!
touched it. heap of ashes drifted languorously
down, where feet once stood.
lightning strikes from across the room…
rivulets of salty rain meets
the torrent of sweet words from his heart
“When one feels love within and without all the time, and in unison with another soul, both cease to exist and exist for eternity all at once”