the catacombs of your mind
harbor treasures within
a familiar soul, revisited
after the world ended
dust off the tomes
and read of love
Tag: love poem
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don’t worry about the bad things
i fell in love with those too
warmth
awe-struck in the clutches of your gaze
bodies, minds intertwined
it feels like home
your essence is my medicine
your heart, mine to protect
you are not alone anymore
