#its_zay

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  • its_zay 17w

    FATE

    He is calm as morning breeze,
    carrying a benign soul,
    his intoxicating eyes
    inviting her troubled soul,
    carrying fire in her eyes,
    melting the beautiful
    things around her.
    He held her close breathing in
    her darkness, and filled her
    with euphoric zeal.
    She sense the warm love running through her veins,which she never experienced before.
    Her eyes were wet, the fire fades away.
    They both knows that it's the fate.
    ©its_yas