Monday, October 1, 2012

Two Lives

I feel compelled by your existence
Your very presence
A lustrous longing
That I've seen your face
Felt your Soul
Known your ways
Destiny is an odd thing
with brown eyes and silk hair
With beauty that rounds the
It is the breath that you wish to know
the touches that you yearn for
With a heart that aches with the other

What if We are destined
But we have never met
We share what is not ours
But we have no want to forget

If you so feel compelled
by my true existence
Then say it is Right!
When the day our sacred breaths align
Perhaps I'll say, we are destined
To be Immortals
You and I

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