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They are a personal awakening     like an old song from a time   more intimate and meant to be-- Such devastating commitment,     all embraces and soft sighs   and half promises of forever; A touch of breath, a gentle caress     with nothing but a halo of content   revealing both nothing and love-- Their affair leaves nothing to wonder     no petty doubts, nor fear, nor lies,   only a promise of always; Some complete and happy union,     leaving no worry of their loyalty,   simple a dazzling eternal infinity; There she remains, a bride of could-be      across a chasm of my own device,    a gentle beckon from her heart to mine.
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Nov 1, 2010
Nov 1, 2010 at 1:29 PM UTC
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They are a personal awakening     like an old song from a time   more intimate and meant to be-- Such devastating commitment,     all embraces and soft sighs   and half promises of forever; A touch of breath, a gentle caress     with nothing but a halo of content   revealing both nothing and love-- Their affair leaves nothing to wonder     no petty doubts, nor fear, nor lies,   only a promise of always; Some complete and happy union,     leaving no worry of their loyalty,   simple a dazzling eternal infinity; There she remains, a bride of could-be      across a chasm of my own device,    a gentle beckon from her heart to mine.
Written October 18, 2010 a collaboration by E. Fay, R. Fatima, and N. Olson Edited by E. Fay November 1, 2010
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Nov 1, 2010
Nov 1, 2010 at 1:29 PM UTC
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