we circle sacred fires
of love. in prayer. seven times over. our joy is a knot tied in between us, each circle, a lifetime. you make me regret that i get only seven. be my forever, stay. - Jason |
In time,
Stretched tight Like a blanket, Its twists and turns Smoothed out To an irritating level Of perfection, Let your creases Remain. -Nikita |
@Jason: If you hadn't written your name under this, I wouldn't have believed that you've written it. I like how unscarred this one is. Full of dreams and romance.
ReplyDelete@Nik: Yes. Flaws are beautiful. Love this one :)