my heart misses the sound of yours,
they were always in perfect sync,
attuned to one another's beat,
never wavering, always
understanding.
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venus springs
Poesíapieces of my scattered, unfiltered thoughts mostly written during the darkest parts of the night. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #104 in poetry #25 in poetic
sync
my heart misses the sound of yours,
they were always in perfect sync,
attuned to one another's beat,
never wavering, always
understanding.
