We were already everything we could ever be even before we met.
Unknowing why, we smiled ignorantly when we did.
Now that we have, let's unravel all that we've always been but still haven't discovered.
YOU ARE READING
The Soul Ink
PoetryMy Soul travels at the speed of a thousand knots Oh And yet the marvel at a single thought So many moments i can't afford a single blink I must keep a journal written in my Soul's ink
