Sunday, June 21, 2020

INKED



The night had its own tune,
lulling the dreamers to sleep.
but then,
you smiled,
causing the moon to blush,
and the stars to constellate.
it was then i knew,
the curve in your lips,
orchestrated the most beautiful symphony,
luring the waves, breeze and the sky
with the universe hitting all the perfect notes.
I was never the one
to believe in miracles,
until i laid my eyes on you,
Oh my dearest Kannah,
and then, i did know,
it exists,
thriving in your fingertips,
curling in your nails,
waiting to be conjured
to make the world better once more.

😊





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