Our eyes met
softly, fluttered danced
and perhaps again
shall never meet
still, twas love
miraculous
beautiful
thing
Our days
like pearls come
ever from darkness, sprung
we’ve come in human form
twas always
always love
poetry & things
Our eyes met
softly, fluttered danced
and perhaps again
shall never meet
still, twas love
miraculous
beautiful
thing
Our days
like pearls come
ever from darkness, sprung
we’ve come in human form
twas always
always love