destined
he asked why I was so fascinated in the sun
I said that through the thunder and rain
around the night
and through the dark patches
the sun always comes back
like I do for you
Tuesday 14th May 2019 10:20 pm
comfort
her skin
his touch
her heart
his hand
her mind
his charm
her soul
his body
she gives her existence for what is only a short stay
Sunday 12th May 2019 12:00 pm
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