Evening comes
And shadows follow,
We sit at a table,
A candle flickers.
My thoughts are your thoughts,
Your thoughts are my thoughts.
Words are a clutter,
To our blissful spirit.
No need for rhymes
Or thoughts of pleasant times
Each moment is here
With a sip of wine.
Strands of feelings
Flow within
The receptacles of
Our waiting souls
Like a tapestry
Woven by our Lord
I am within you,
You are within me.
Together, we're somewhere.
We have never been.
And shadows follow,
We sit at a table,
A candle flickers.
My thoughts are your thoughts,
Your thoughts are my thoughts.
Words are a clutter,
To our blissful spirit.
No need for rhymes
Or thoughts of pleasant times
Each moment is here
With a sip of wine.
Strands of feelings
Flow within
The receptacles of
Our waiting souls
Like a tapestry
Woven by our Lord
I am within you,
You are within me.
Together, we're somewhere.
We have never been.
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