I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved?  were we not weaned till then,
But ****** on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the seven sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.

And now good morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea discovers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to others, worlds on worlds have shown:
Let us possess one world; each hath one, and is one.
My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemishperes,
Without sharp North, without declining West?
Whatever dies was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or thou and I
Love so alike that none do slacken, none can die.

Hemishperes but fleeting moment repeat in time com around once again orbiting longevity in space, a force brings them around, not so noticeable to say the force that sticks you to this island ground. gravity got you down. Thump! a foul thump as your heart hits the dirt FACE OF THE EARTH! you wont be needing this anymore hint hint wink wink know what i mean mean. its such a terrible scene seen it coming this time like a train off the line barrelin faster an faster toward me. frozen stiff cant move my soul cought in a picture put in a hole. what a heavy weight to lift, this unbearable lightness of being, beloved, could you, could you be loved. i guess the darkness must amount to light, tonight tonight forever after tonight. set sail take flight orbit the night for day is just a turn away. orbiting ing ing ing ing we are orbiting round an round this not so merry go round about, about to crash, hemisphere smash an bash in this orbital path! scatterd emotions everywhere. we are stardust we are golden we are but one whole, 2 hemispheres molded. super nova unfathomable spark of flash, gravity crash, into me, jus crash into me! fire burns the candle, candle feeds the flame. a place where the flame doth never flicker this fire grows forever thicker not to be snuffed out by any gossiping bicker. yet only the black abyssal hole that grows forever nearer, can rip apart the fiber our souls have sewn together. only to begin a new, alas! orbiting this astral path.