All Ours.

I connected the freckles on your cheeks, and I found my way back home. I delved deep into your ocean eyes and the waves of solace carries me to our secret hideaway. In your thoughts and memories, I forever want to stay alive.Alive and young. Alive as the sweet birds that rouse me from my sleep. Young as the infant shells that resonate the wonders of the seas. You are my sweet bird, my infant shell. The soul whose voice is the Maestro to my heartbeat's orchestra, the poison which courses thorugh my veins, leaving me intoxicated.

And I hope that on many a dreadful nights, you too will clutch this close to your heart,

And recite the verses over and over, as they lull you to blissful sleep.