• chaos_and_the_calms 5w

    A glass of wine;his eyes shine,
    The curve of his smile which belongs to me;
    A warm hug from behind is kind of fine,
    He is mine,he is mine;
    We danced in the tunes of fun and games;
    We were flawed but perfect anyway,
    Some words are not enough they are not in a line;
    But I know he’s mine;he’s mine