it reached my nose, encompassing it, trapping it in a box of ecstasy
you are most beautiful
you are beauty
you have graced me and i have been filled with a feeling most pure and wondrous
a feeling of escape
i have escaped the earth and now i'm floating
floating high
floating above the clouds
in the mist of reality
fantasy lives here, and it's gorgeous
fantasy takes me into places i could only dream of
places that reality banished
banished because they are too good to be true
so good, it's impossible
but who's to say what is possible or impossible
who has the power and right to say
you do
you, wonderful scent
you have the power
you have more than power
you have magic
a magic that makes a persons wildest dreams take form
you are the most powerful drug
you are my addiction
i want to overdose on your beauty and die in the mist
please
take me to the mist
maybe there
i will be happy
YOU ARE READING
sad boy poetry
Poetrypoetry that i try to write when i'm sad. when i can feel the most about life and love.
