
you whispered to me once, it came through
the trees, unseen, a beautiful thing
discovered
amidst
the
flowers, and turbulent troubles, left for the moment,
like leaves falling from the sky,
you remind me
of the
why
in existences’ cry….calling to you and me, a
new whisper seen, and felt
in-between
the
pages of our story, lived, loved, and magically
created, like two dancers, entwined
in a kiss so
soft
subtleness
takes on a new form, as realization dawns, and two
hearts are, together, as one,
drawn…
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