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Oct 2018
I heard the ethereal buzz
and a beautiful voice of soft bed sheets and warmth
a chorus of love songs in single words
happy words slipped from my mouth
they'd been waiting to get out but had become stuck in my throat
until tonight.

Walking through the park
comes back to me
our steps in time, eager to escape the cold but content to wait
in that moment
I knew what you were about to say
and in a perfect harmony I stole the words from you lips
and our duet rang out
like the echo in a cathedral when the choir stops singing
for a second

Tonight you have me believing in infinity
in the beautiful notion that that it won't change
it won't
and I already knew that
but I believed in infinity as a void
as a dark endless truth that I could never stop feeling that way
and that truth persists
the truth never changes
but the people do

'The puzzle of divinity
the face of the holy
found in the eyes of an atheist
Written by
PATRICK
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