♥
“The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you,
I started looking for you,
not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.”
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.”
♥
“In your light I learn how to love.
In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you,
but sometimes I do,
and that sight becomes this art.”
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