Realization I had in the shower today.
I tap my butt simultaneously with both hands after getting out of the shower and putting on my underwear. Pull em up by the sides, snap the waistband, tap my butt, and continue getting dressed. As soon as I realized what I had done, I noticed that I do this every time I get dressed in the shower. It’ll probably stop now that I’ve caught myself and I don’t know if that’s a...
Poetry is run-on sentences.
You will never be as beautiful as you are in the eternal moment that is now and with every thought that changes the being which is perfect and refined the timeless essence that rejects its beauty and doubts its being is reaffirmed by those with blind eyes who know gold that has been blackened by hands covered in grime.