We are entwined,
you and I.
Destined to become
a whispered sigh,
spoken about
by the twinkling night.
We are designed so perfectly,
our hands joining up
like two pieces of a jigsaw
cut into the fabric of time.
Designated to be
a floating starburst fantasy,
that bards will sing about in rhyme.
It was written about
in the stars, you see.
It was foretold
in a mystical look
through passages
of a secret book,
leading us
to a word paved corridor
to explore
a shrine of lore.
Wherefore the words
start to form a link,
speaking of two hearts
forever destined to meet.
Their beats already in sync.
Hidden in the massing word clouds,
a forest of synonym trees
grows freely. Branching stories,
with ours the leafiest green.
The roots pull me in.
Entangled,
I spy an altar to a smile
that was once
painted on my fading dreams,
tangled in words
signed with a heart underneath.
Across sentimental skies,
butterflies dance and birds fly.
Down in the dirt the insects bite,
trying to sting some
fight back into my life.
I speak aloud to the heavens on high.
Rain down on me, wash away
these tears I've cried.
For the future is wide
I know where the
songbird of my heart resides.
It's time to live,
not sit in the dirt
like I've been buried
before I've died.
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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