operation secret valentine
We’re not from the same tribe, are we?
Finally, I revel in that.
We are choice.
Precise and free in the choosing.
Not slotted, or arranged, or karmic.
Not mated, or introduced.
Not even necessary.
Rather: Essential, my Love.
Rather: Chosen, my Love.
With select scars and stories,
full of rise and honey and dreams.
And that, my Love,
is everything and more.
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