Grasp hold of the quintessence of purity,
One soul speaks to another,
In beautiful equilibrium.
A timeless moment,
You released what once lay dormant.
There are no regrets,
No one fears
And neither frets.
The heart dances,
Dances in the ribcage of all things enchanting.
I’m enticed and innocent as my soul sings to yours,
Bows her head in respect that’s awe-inspiring.
The love is not lost.
The love is free.
Free to give,
Free to return to me.
May it spread across the seasons,
Rise from tide to time,
My love is yours
Just as yours is mine.
Open our hearts to each other
Stretch our arms right out,
Reach them to the point of breaking.
Embrace the pain,
Erase the pain
We know we’re free form aching.
We are free from internal doubt.
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