14th April
tattoos of long ago
still present on your skin
makes me think of how young
you used to be
are you still the same you?
am i still the same me?
and does those tattoos
still tell the same story.
6th April
someone to run to, who is my harbour as well as my hearth. in his arms, tucked under his chin, that is where i will find my sanctuary. he will be the keeper of my heart, the priest of my soul, the master of my body. and as he is to me, i will be to him.
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