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Monday, July 9, 2018

Space and Time


Time,
binds us closer;
In seeking,
paths that lead to solace.
She dropped by
through space
and we have journeyed;
In warmth and cold,
battling issues,
enjoying sweetness.
Always staying close,
together.
In gardens of scented roses,
streams of blue waters,
among the singing of birds,
fruits, trees, and paths.
Walking,
hand in hand.
On the metro, in dreams,
holding tight.
So we wont fall.
Jogging along.
sharing nonsensicals.
Evoking happiness,
even sadness, sometimes.
Listening to lyrics,
the twinkling of keys,
Exchanging glances,
in shyness.
Within a myriad of moments
that have become
a home that keeps us longing
to dwell
in thoughts
and exchanges,
even though far apart.
The ticking, takes us
into beautiful moments,
where, we will eternally be
together,
in hearts, minds and dreams,
now and forever,
across divides,
through a black hole
that remains a warp of
our own space and time.

Tue, Jun 12, 2018

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