I don’t believe in perfect fits;
Pairings that are effortless
And outrightly so.
Like tiles on the ground,
In between lies what transcends our sight.
Countless pain and hardship,
That will never utter a single sound –
Forever buried, deep down.
It still fascinates me today.
The way your fingers sneak between my spaces,
The way you dive into my embrace,
And the way your lips caress mine.
How you fit me so perfectly.