you
run
your
hands
lightly
over
panio
such
hard
work
learning
but
you
did
it
our
little
song
played
on
the
black
panio
you
stop
and
I
sit
beside
you
your
hand
finds
my
cheek
and
you
lips
find
mine
-"That's was beautiful."
"No. That was unconditionaly beautiful of our entirety."
"So it's like a universal composing and everyone should hear our love story?"
You
chuckle
and
shake
your
head
"No, everyone should have a love like ours."
YOU ARE READING
clasping roses {√}
Poetry❛❛no one was searching for what she was searching for..❜❜ From when I'm missing you. Dark thoughts take over. But when you leave. I have someone new. May 14 2017: Ranked 853 in poetry
