Poetry · Writing

the place where you and i become crowns; fairy tale and a magic wand

there is no place

for lazy bonds or magic wands

in our wonderland of music

strings and kings playing for titles and bibles

ceremony of rings

loving all of your vitals

down to the very bones

our love made from thrones

sticks could never break our stones

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