"I dream of me chasing you till you take our hands and lace them so firmly that I melt under your secure and loving touch. The sun will engulf us in her warmth and shelter us from the depths of the cold void called envy and grief. Let her guide us to the tree of life and let us not pick from it but sit under its daunting shadows and as the sun disappears and smears all over the seemingly perfect blue sky, I want you to kiss me ever so slowly and ensure me that I'm yours and you're mine." //a book where a girl's vivid notes turn into a boy's favorite poetryAll Rights Reserved
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