We were raindrops on a window, rolling down along the pane, sadly, separately we would go, until fate's tender wind did blow and changed our comfort zone's terrain. Our paths corrected by unseen force, collision directed and not undone, joyfully we accepted this heavenly course, a spiritual elixir of mine and yours, we drank each other and became one.
Reason for writing:
a new relationship. our paths intersected one night and we have been together ever since.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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