This is for when I think of the two of us,
The twin souled magnet night,
Like prayered hands that clasp
We raise like the stars above.
To capture all, to be the one,
in kissing winds, and shared air,
Like gulping silver fish that rush.
Once again I fall in love with the wonders found,
When I think of the thoughts we share.
And gaze in pools of eyes and souls.
The twin souled magnet night,
Like prayered hands that clasp
We raise like the stars above.
To capture all, to be the one,
in kissing winds, and shared air,
Like gulping silver fish that rush.
Once again I fall in love with the wonders found,
When I think of the thoughts we share.
And gaze in pools of eyes and souls.
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I guess this was an effort to draft a poem in light of happiness, or should I say in the eve of bouncing back from the last set back... But what worries me is that this bounce back is leveraged on to some thing which can yet again walk you back into sadness. -Morgan.
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