You braid your hair in the moonlight’s glow Tie your secrets where the jasmine grows While laughter floats through these temple halls Where prayers linger softly in hollow coves There’s lipstick stains on the bathroom mirror Notes that taste of risk and regret You learned to speak with eyes alone No place to show worry, no promise called home I trace your name written beneath my sleeve Swallow my vows looped on repeat We’re glass in hands that are built to break From truth intertwined and forgotten mistakes We are pages torn from borrowed time Hearts held captive in an open shrine We’re brides to futures we never chose Girls with thorns where the wild rose grows We drink our courage like hard sweet tea Spun from stories that will never be Between the lines, I call you mine In another life, we’d cross that line I wear your scent like hidden ink Chased with regret and suffering We’re storms that pass without warning Apologies laced with heartfelt yearning A cherry blossom on your wrist A final vow sealed with a kiss Somewhere, somehow, we light up the sky Between the lines, we are divine Denied in this life — but in dreams, you’re mine Between the lines, we are divine Denied in this life — but in dreams, you’re mine
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