thumbprints tracing eyebrows, decrowning frowns. hazed in hazel, locking eyes, olive on brown. we’re a song without lyrics, seamless between crowns, lost for so long, intuitively found.

your melodies soothe my demons, they demonstrably see defeat, thoughts grace our grazed edges, silent with peace.

torn pages from the same spine, standing besides, hands reach into each other’s light, darkness falls and subsides, illuminated by our once and for all.

wrapped in truth, we glittergold like these knowing souls, we are a universe, words spoken between hearts that will never fade, unconditional love for our sake.

ink is free, so…