Two lovers.
Distance.
Lost.
Found?
Recovered.
A throb, a tick.
A beat, a prong.
Familiar *****
Their hearts.
Longing and needing.
Simultaneously.
Realistic?
It can't be.
Forever?
It is.
Nov 21, 2011
Nov 21, 2011 at 2:42 PM UTC
Two lovers.
Distance.
Lost.
Found?
Recovered.
A throb, a tick.
A beat, a prong.
Familiar *****
Their hearts.
Longing and needing.
Simultaneously.
Realistic?
It can't be.
Forever?
It is.
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