how could we know

your love grafted my soul
with surgical accuracy of a kiss
enameled with palladium's gaze
how could i've been predicting
i'm gonna lost in poems, with you
in my mind... flying, unseen,
while i will carrying... love's torch
how could i've been identified
if my love for you seems a flaw…
a sin... which didn't fit anymore
on the skin... of your dreams...
how could you've been framing
about how this love of ours works...
nobody knows... (nor you, nor i)
how could we know how it oars

πŸ˜‰

mille fois

universe

Say

one that I want

ain't stopping

hold on

salut

on repeat

thousand love songs