Cynosure Poem by Mary Champion

Cynosure

That night,
as the music played
and our eyes met,
everything else vanished
from our awareness.
There was only us -
you and I -
our yearning gaze mutually transfixed.

As our souls melted together,
we rose above mortality
to become
eternally one.

Thursday, February 27, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: love,spirituality
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