We were two broken souls
Finding solitude in each hug
In each strand of hope
Every cuddle meant endless
No words to compare
No need of promises
Just the feel of forever
In that moment.
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Tea Poetry
PoetryPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
In That Moment
We were two broken souls
Finding solitude in each hug
In each strand of hope
Every cuddle meant endless
No words to compare
No need of promises
Just the feel of forever
In that moment.
