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  • Writer's pictureCurious Observer


I wish that the time stops, And the world becomes ethereal. There's only me and my beloved, And the sanctity of surreal.
I wish that the embrace is touching, An eternity to ponder. Nothing short of a stellar birth, With our love yonder.
With time frozen and space burning, The stretch elopes away. The sweet and sublime, unknown to others, Every word we say.
It's nothing serious, without a doubt, Your cushion to my story. Yet so special, and ever so crucial, Hiding all of its glory.
Let us depart then, charting the course, With unsteady sails and all. There's no journey like yours with me. Our love stands tall.

— Curious Observer

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