– not quite love at first sight but the feeling you get when you meet someone and knowing it’s inevitable you will fall in love with them
the day we met
we lay on a blanket
of what ifs
each fallen Cherry blossom
a promise we made
your lips
like grapes
the sweetness lingers
every time we argue
it quashes the sour
petals turned white gold
around my finger
my left hand holding
the promises that came true
my skin will age
beneath the ring
lessons we learnt
etched in the fine lines
creeping from my knuckles
they will bury us together
skeletons entangled
the way our bodies were
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