Beauty & Meaning

From the start of the day, his mind has been hijacked,  Like on junkie on withdrawal, he reaches for his device, He responds and comment, to messages and post,  Mindlessly he scrolls through timeliness, lost in a virtual world,  Soon the day is done, he calls it a day, The cycle continues, the same for many, This is the reality, of modern zombies. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pixabay.

The someday lie,  Locked in a future time, A thief of present joy, Saving for an unknown day. The someday lie, Expecting a perfect day, Without faults or taint, An elusive ambition. The someday lie, We all hope for that day, Many save for the day, It never seems to come. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Let's get wild tonight, with intense might,  Let's feast on our bodies, without caution or restraints, Let's hit it hard, to the highest note of pleasure,  Let's switch partners, adding variety to the mix, Let's all scream loud, till our orgasm shatters the roof. ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Love doesn't happen fast, It takes a while for love to build, The pace of love subtle, slowly compounding with time, Love doesn't happen suddenly, nor does it happen out of the blues, Love takes a while to compound, only lust happens fast.      ✍️©️Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

The pace of love of isn't always fast, Sometimes, it sweeps you off your feet, few times, you won't see it coming, Most times, it takes quite a while,  Truly, it takes some time to know, like, and love another soul, True love takes its time, only lust is fast. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com 

Time slips from our grasp slowly,    In the idle times we aren't aware of, Those moments that we are laid back, Lost in the moment, without be present, Time doesn't slip away on our conscious moments, She slowly and quickly, before our very eyes. ✍️©️ Toobrightanthony  📸@pexels.com