That night,
She said the room is stuffy,
Her friends were cocky
She needed a walk
And a little friendly talk
Her inner worries to unlock.
The star studded skies stared
as we swiftly strolled in whispers,
of her gossipy thoughts.
"If they hate or love me,I don't care,
I did not come here to be anyone's sister"
I caressed her hand softly
an assurance, my warmth
she could count on.
little did i know
our hearts were bonding
the sweet tones of angelic voices tuning.
Inside our young hearts,grown were wings
the moon above,turned into a magical ring.
On the breeze of sweeping winds
Two soul unwind
Wasted in hisses and kisses
Hands and legs in the air kicking
Eyes closed, as if guilt to ignore
Hands interlocked.
Two souls unchained
Flaming in lust
Faking in love
Our graduation square love.
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