-=Divide=-

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Picture the natural beauties of the world, divided between lovers. 

One had the stars, oceans, and flowers within their body.

The other possessed the sky, the sun, and trees within theirs. 

When they shared the smallest brush of skin, the trees, and flowers sway and flourish in a warm breeze. 

When they are heated in a kiss filled with passion the oceans ignite and shine with the warm sparkle glow of the sun.

When their bodies are melted, tangled and intertwined, pure with love, the sky shines with bright and bold stars dusted perfectly, as if hidden constellations, maps to guide you to their blended hearts. 

But,

When they fight, the oceans roared typhoons to that slammed against shores, angry yells are heard from deep in the sea. The sun nowhere in sight. The flowers wilted petals and trees crash down from screaming hurricane winds. The nights' sky thundered and shrieked with storm clouds and lightning flashes, the stars, hidden far away in fear. 

No romantic beauty in sight. 

Our world is divided into beauty, mio principe.

Mio principe, I'd give you the warmest sparkle glows to reflect and set upon your ocean waves.

Mio principe, I'd embrace you in refreshing summer breezes that swayed and flourished your flowers and my trees.

Mio principe, I'd give you the brightest and clearest nights' sky to ever be awarded the honour to showcase mesmerizing stars, perfect for me to fall in love beneath, in love with you. 

Over and over and over, mio principe.   

Per il mio principe ti darei tutta la bellezza che avevo da offrire e molto, molto di più; perché mi innamoro di te ogni giorno, ancora e ancora e non mi stancherò mai. 






{YES I DID USE GOOGLE TRANSLATE FOR THE ITALIAN BECAUSE I CANT SPEAK IT BUT THE ONE  I WANT TO READ IT CAN SO SHHHHHHHHHHHHH} -Lix Writer



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