I spied upon them
in their moment,
it seemed so silent
as the golden chain of being
unfolded before me.
Order in life is broken
as they embraced.
Solace is found
and reliance is shared,
compassion and fulfillment
have united as one.
Passion is surrended freely
in the golded chain of being.
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