i have often thought before
how it would feel to see our fingers laced
with each others crisscrossed
like the woven braids of my hair,
a feeling of warm intimacy
running through both of our veins.
and oh my dear lord,
it might feel like how my mind could never imagine it
exquisite that i dont want to let go.
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honey glazed nights
Romance• « my love, for i pray with my heart, you never find this honey bouquet of love »• -bee
