“The Dance of The Lover.”
The stories of birth and death,
Two extremes of the same substance.
What matters is what bestows immortality,
Moments of happiness chosen in between.
And as a wild flower blooming is all I am,
It’s the attention given to discover myself.
And when I gaze upon glimmering stars,
Time stops and my mind loses its weight.
Within stardust I see all a human being is.
I see you and me dancing in the heights.
And then we gain eternal life in this miracle.
Just gazing at ourselves in the essence of love.
Even though we’re far apart from each other,
Through this dancing we remain true lovers.
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