Maybe we're just hopeless romantic;
desperate of love and true happiness.
decided by our twisted fate;
given without a choice.

we are entangled by
our restless tethered soul.
downright enamored
with our unusual circumstances.

Maybe we both are just lonely soul
clinging to each other – utterly besotted
hearts calling each others name
The universe already set our fate

Maybe this is divine intervention
maybe a pure luck
but I swear to you,
until the day I won't be able to compose words in my poetry for you
until I won't be able to read each line and stanza to you
until my every words doesn't makes sense anymore

I vow to be your fortress, your solace
and your beacon;
your word every line;
your poem every rhyme.
your comma every difficult times.

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