The daylight's heat
Came heating up the space between.
And the closer we get,
The faster our hearts beat.
The brushing of our fingers,
While we walk towards infinity,
Gives birth to the butterflies that are wandering in my tummy.
And with the glimpse of my eyes to yours,
You grabbed my hand like a kite being lost in a storm.
Tight.
Very tight.
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My Daily Pill
PoetryA compilation of thoughts from Day 1 to present. (Finished) Other works: Overdosed Misplaced
