Two kindred hearts linger upon a dream
Yearning to have that single perfect thing
Which happens when two hearts become as one
But the possibilities seem slim to none
For those two hearts share the hope
They recognize each other and together they cope
As best friends who are that close often do
Sharing secrets no one beside the other ever knew
'Cause no other person has taken the time
To look that close or read between the lines
So these two hearts, friends as they are
Sit and converse in a jet black car
About the hopes that each one holds inside
Knowing that the other is on their side
Wishing for that happiness for one other
And holding their breath for what they may discover
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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