"Come inside this heart of mine,
feel the beat to the poets rhyme,
words they tumble, spilling pain,
tales of woe or love, again."
Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the...
The love they had for one another fit perfectly inside each other's heart right from the start it was something they took pride in. The fact they felt every day the others love within, meant when apart their beating hearts felt akin to skin on skin.
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