As angels descended from hell
Pain and laughter and hope and happiness and cries and joy and saddness and disappointment and lust and camaraderie and anger and excitement and frustration and all things mortal swept across all that was in front of me
I had and have no periphery
This utopia that we dream of
The paradise
The tropics
The light
The beauty
The happiness all around
We wait for love to engirth our soul and sweep us off our feet
As the days and the hours and the minutes and seconds and the clouds and the skies and the colors of the spectrum etched slowly in my mind
I wonder how I want my utopia to be
A world of freedom and sin and vices untold and temporal happiness that will fill my soul excitement or
A world of purity and good and righteousness and grace and love that will fill my soul with whatever we assume that is perfect since time immemorial or
A world of nothingness
How do you want your utopia to be?
jaslynnxxx
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