"our love would have to bloom and wither in this same room,
only between these four walls,
because anywhere else, our love was a sin, a crime,
but a crime has never felt so right,
with your hand splayed on my belly, and my fingertips running through your hair,
the candle fighting to stay bright, and the dark night being so dangerously calm.
this room is where i'll love you,
this room is where i'll hold you.
if i can't hold you anywhere else, i promise to spend all my love, right here, in between these four walls.
i'll make our prison a paradise,
i'll decorate this cage with our hearts
i'll make you mine every night.
i promise to love you"
-k.v.
