by valentinestavrou

i have these letters floating inside
waiting to be born into words;
one by one i feel them forming
as you peel off layers of my narration

i give you stories and images and memories in smiles and when we kiss you steal away my words and you place them next to yours

and that’s when my story becomes yours and yours is now mine and we’re lost in this exchange of words-
yet,somewhere in our story I’ve found me.

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