Photo by Alexander Grey on Unsplash

Photo by Alexander Grey on Unsplash

Yours and Mine are The Same

Whatever souls are made of, yours and mine are the same.

How could they not, since whenever I'm without you, I don't feel I'm sane.

In every thought I manage to make up, you and I take center stage.

How could we not, when it's purely magic, our bodies are made to create.

 

Whatever dreams are made of, yours and mind are always the same.

I could easily write a thousand songs, coz they would only all just say your name.

Through every glance into your soul, I get a lil more lost in your consuming gaze.

How could I not, it's like your eyes were made from heaven's rays.

 

Whatever purpose my life is made for, I pray yours and mine, they stay the same.

How cold they not, I wouldn't know what to do, if I wasn't loving you insane

Yes, every smile I put on, is inspired by your gorgeous face.

How could it not, when it would seem it is from you that beauty got it's name.

I was watching (more like suffering through the movie franchise After) and Emily Brontë's quote stuck with me.