Perfection?A Poem by Stefano IaniroI'm not quite sure if I like it or not... Comments? Ideas?Your words settled down at the start of a storm They followed their path as your heart took its form I dared reminisce of the times we were warm I’ve never before thought I’d see you transform The days I was young were so bleak and lonely Never once thought I would see you transform me Mistaken I was, I returned to the sea You said always be happy, I disagree I need to feel the sadness inside of you Feeling anything at all when I come through Breaking hate barriers that once stuck like glue I’ll hold tighter than any sorrow in you Our time has given up, the sand hits the floor You walk to the dirt road, till your heart’s restored I’ve longed for such beauty, that beauty is yours You left me forever, but that I’ll ignore I lay in the field wishing you were still here Your hands cold and lonely is what I still fear Perfume on my shoulder is my souvenir The truth to your perfection, is still unclear © 2011 Stefano IaniroReviews
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12 Reviews Added on February 14, 2011 Last Updated on February 14, 2011 AuthorStefano IaniroMontreal, CanadaAboutI'm Stefano, 19, Montreal. I love writing, talking, photography, filming, music and on and on it goes. I find dreams far superior than modern day reality. Follow me on Twitter at: @StefanoIaniro more..Writing
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