Until My Final Breath

shattered glass out on the kitchen floor
picking up the pieces of my past
move away from the silence to a lingering laugh
each of us where's a mask in a disguise in life
careless hearts plunge into the rudimentary plausible negativity
others cherish the existence of things
an impulse to be in the moment
against the wind of strong diversity
we may want to cry on the shoulder of our lover
but why even bother, search for truth in all things

as such from a new born baby how they smile
the strong remembrance of a song from your past
having so much fun with a hope that it would last
until my final breath I will set to use things on my bucket list
places to go by which my heart will pant
the tenderness of a wishful kiss
an unexpected knock on my door lest I implore
a masquerade of a golden head dress
the sparkling array of blissful care through poetry
salt air in your lungs as you plunge to depths in the ocean sound
grab that cookie that me seem far a bit out of reach
little things will mean a lot such as loving your neighbor
another dip of the cone of your favorite ice cream flavor
search for truth in love with all your heart
for you have every right to know

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