We begin with stone.
Two hearts, two souls
Sparks of fire in the air.
Romance moving in tones.
Seeing with our inner eyes.
Thoughts are highly stimulated.
Feeling beyond a normal touch.
Mallet and chisel are the tools.
Kay & William do the shaping.
Working as a team is vital.
Fragments of the past at our feet.
Love and passion willful forces.
A relationship set in place.
On a foundation strong.
Eternal growth are wings and branches.
We are the sculptors.
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Author:
AgingWings22 (
Offline) - Published: August 3rd, 2022 18:25
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Brilliant!
'endeavours of passion
love's, actualisation'
It doesn't rhyme, yet it flows so well. What kind of amazing sorcery is this?
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