Perfection; what I think of when I see my handwriting beautifully written on a smooth piece of paper. What I smell when I anxiously sprint to the door to get my meal delivered by Uber Eats. Perfection; what I hear when I listen to Celine Dion's angelic voice singing powerful yet relaxing ballads. Perfection; what we seek but will never find. The color yellow makes my eyes shine like a star; perfection. Feeling your hand move around the white soft paper, forming shapes, moving your hand wherever your brain desires. Landmarks sitting on the face of the blue planet, that will forever live; perfection.
- Enzo "The Best" Palacios
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Enzo: Perfection
PoetryI wrote this poem thinking I look like Chris Hemsworth so you tell me about self-esteem.
