A.N: Well. I'm on a very long train journey and was browsing Tumblr when I figured I might as well post my poems on here too since they're Once related and I put my other Once writing here. Thanks for reading :)
Fitting.
We tessellate, us,
You and me
Our shards inside combine, you see and
As imperfect pieces fit
We thrash together until it
Ignites the licking flames of fire and
When we embrace the desire
Your perfect lips fit hand to glove
Against my own as blinding love
Bears down aggressive and alive
To fix that broken shard inside.