I want the sleepless nights and lazy days
Building utopia beneath our duvet
I want that
Raised voices and hushed ones
Echoing what our beings say
Without words
Unperturbed by the yardstick of a lifespan
The expectation of definition
That's meaningless
I want to be consumed, transformed, at peace
In every element of our love
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
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