Her heart became mine
beautiful even in death
taking what is hers
Her peach-perfect skin
shedding her skin for my books
an eternal touch
Her soul in the words
a difficulty reading
her curse for my love
Tag: my love
My Love
Dancing sunlight on your hair,
the smell of sandalwood in the air,
I swear, standing there, that there
is no one more beautiful or fair
as you, my love, standing there.
C & K 