out of this bouquet of flowers, your rosy cheeks charmed the attention of these baby blues.
though beauty is in the way you carry those flaws, I more fell in love with the roots you grew from.
and despite the fact that your walls consisted of thorns to protect that halo, i still held you with my bare hands and by far, you were the best pain my body has felt.
eyes closed, i plunged into a world where pulse understood vibration much as my heart burned on fire.
my soul ached and healed at the same time.