stitch me onto you.
we are one.
as we dance, the hedonistic waltz,
two rabbits, frolicking around,
ingraining footprints into the
as we twirl, together, ever moving
two saplings, flourishing, around, in between,
intertwined vines giving birth to wine for
chattering away the blue skies,
two celestial bodies,
inseparable, feeding off each other,
becoming one, until
as one sensational supernova.