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Parallel; As God, As Lovers

  • Willow Wells
  • Jun 21
  • 1 min read

Blazing tesselations!


As the spheres move

In trepidation!


Mischief is not the foe:

But it's the love

You can never know.


Take the decay from my heart

Alchemize us it into art

Such a price to pay!


These indominatable feelings

We lay...


But be reassured

We can be cured

And already are

For the alignment of

The stars made it so!


This is not a goodbye

Nor an aching woe

But a truth

We are always connected


The distance I give is but

Tremendous care in my heart

For I know,

One day...


We will end up right

At the start.

 
 
 

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