In your eyes, I see the world
In your embrace, I find my home
Of the love that we've always known
Your touch ignites my soul
Your voice soothes my every pain
I'm grateful for the day our paths crossed
The way you look at me
Sends shivers down my spine
Your love is a precious gift
That I'm grateful to call mine
Together we've shared so much
The highs and the lows
Through every storm that came our way
Our love continued to grow
Let's make a vow of forever
A promise to love without end
With you, my forever friend
So let us hold each other tight
And never let go
For with you, my love
I've found my forever home.
About the Creator
Two Wrinkles In Time
It is pointless to run, my darling, because sixty seconds ago, I will kill you. My blade will have sliced reality open right in front of you. It will have first pierced it as it would a bed sheet left hanging to dry, flapping in the wind on a Sunday afternoon. But the metal will have drawn a line in the air that the ghostly tear will have followed. Then I, La Dyablès, machete firmly in hand, will have emerged from what your mind, at the time, could only interpret as the other side of here—whatever that means to you. I know. I have seen that look on the faces of countless unlucky… clients. You will not have been the first nor the last to try and reneg on a riches for soul contract only to present this visage to me when I come to collect.
By Lily Séjor5 days ago in Fiction
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