We move through invisible lines
We are the dust of a thousand stars
That come before
The thought of you and I
Became.
Revolving in and out of words
The magic of time and space moving
Bringing simple words and the joy
Of truth in love
Alive.
You come to me here
New pages to be written
Simmering behind eyes that see
The magical gifts
Found.
Sweet delights of senses floating
The nectar of Gods lay in history
Waiting to be savored gently
Glimpse of yesterday
Remembered.
Floating free this tiny speck
Unnoticed yet so important
As it is we
And we are a part of the endlessness
Once more to become
Whole.
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