woensdag, januari 12, 2005


You take your average sunset and multiply it
by infatuation.
Why do you multiply it
by infatuation rather than divide it?

Because dividing it makes it love.
And what we seek,
in the beginning,
is perfection.

The other might be too slow.
This moment can be 1965 and one thousand couples.
And they've already had their romance, their love,
their kids.
How slow is that?

How many of you are still fighting the war
for perfection when one moment
is all it takes?

Love is forever
until one half dies.
Perfection is the sentence no one
bothers to punctuate.


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