Entanglement

In the age before existence,

we drank from the river of essence and

chose our stones from under the bed.

Being wrought from the same boulder

these stones knew each other then

our souls sang heart-songs to each 

other written from the ripples of this river.

We then lived on and on with our 

timeless lives and during which, we 

danced with countless numbers. 

But their stones weren't our home 

and their songd were unknown 

To the souls of entangled lovers.