• ashwinihr 6w


    I dream of that moment
    In a thousand different ways,
    Out of the tangled mesh
    Of all the people that be,
    Your path and mine,
    Will collide,
    Like it is meant to be,
    And the threads of
    Our individual lives,
    Entwine so close,
    So knotted, that,
    We'll never say apart
    Your thread and mine,
    We can never go back
    To being without
    The warmth of the other,
    We can never imagine
    How we were apart!