my name in your ink
eyes belonging to a poet, the saudade of my aching hearts craved.... I feel so wrapped in a kind of golden calm when I'm around you.... the way you talk the way you make me laugh.... I wonder if "this is really our end?" we share the same table but not the but not the same flame... I was sure that I wouldn't want to fall in love again... I was sure of it, until you wrote a permanent tattoo of your name in me... the words said "no" against this.... but it's you I wanna spend my whole life with the one I wanna laugh with and perhaps love for eternity.... perhaps density knows what will happen if we continue so they seald our faith by always meeting in waves... NEVER IN LAND.... is this really what we wanted? -peanut
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