• lolahart 10w

    Our love was made in china
    Carved from the cherry blossoms
    Brewed in lotus tea
    Bound by the red string of fate
    Nurtured by the king of Yama, himself
    Or so we thought
    Yet we sunk to the bottom of the yellow river
    Drowned by our selfishness
    Maybe we were just actors
    On the stage of life
    Wearing war masks, living a charade


    ©lolahart