I could feel his arms around me. My whole little world wrapped in him , with my head resting on his chest, I could hear the beautiful song of his heart accompanied by the soft music of his breath and for a moment I could feel myself lost in his never ending love. He runs his fingers through my every scar, like he's reading my every melancholic tale, it's just a moment between him and me. I find solace beside him with both of our hearts aligned together beating on the same rhythm, like my every pain is being forgotten and A wide ocean of happiness reflecting from my face. In this finite moment of life I can say we were infinite."
-shay
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ANECDOTE • #Wattys2019
PoetryThe soul danced and rejoiced on the melancholic music of its failure all alone in its jungle city and cried over the moon. It counted the stars, hoping someday all of it would be alright but then all the hopes were shattered as the nostalgic feeling...
