Jun 2015
Her nails skittered across his violin-heart
Plucking the strings to sound a lonely melody
And when he reached out to do the same
They made a beautiful symphony.
Plucking the strings to sound a lonely melody
And when he reached out to do the same
They made a beautiful symphony.
Heartsong
For the music in our hearts will find its match in another.
For the music in our hearts will find its match in another.
(21/Non-binary/New Delhi)
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