2.11.2024
I trust one day we'll meet again For our first was filled with love, Not vital love that brings its pain But something destined from above. I know the gods enfolded us And we felt a force descend, No emotioned fancy and no fuss Meant for a moment, then to end. If oneness come and we decide A meaning far beyond the touch Of human hands, then without pride We recognize this love so much And face the future without fear Knowing beauty divine is near.
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