how can it be?
there exists an us
how can it be?
my face yearns for your touch
can it be?
light changes all
can it be?
joy follows the fall
Osmosis.
Lines faded,
permeable only by you.
gifts measured by
skipped beats
and
sorrows forgotten.
it is simple: i love you.
Every now and then you just gotta share. It may not serve you today or tomorrow but..., next week is another story. Life can slap you in the face; sometimes you need it.
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