I see our future selves, sitting beneath the stars;
Looking for constellations, and the planet Mars.
We're holding hands, and gazing up;
Then the door to the future is shut.
Is this not, how it's meant to be?
Is it not us? Is it not we?
All alone, you, all alone me.
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Love Poems From the Heart
PoesíaHi! This book is for my first reader that I didn't know, gaysunsetstar. They deserve some support, because they gave some to me. So here we are. These are love letters and poems from my heart. Hope you enjoy!
