“Souls” Time cast anticipations, Bringing together inner path. Conceiving an awful kiss. Granting separation of it’s own. Words to be asked: “Are you sure of what you’re doing?” Yes! Admitted hastily. As a troubadour poet. Memories of a melodrama song, In the abundance night. Mingling to morning light, As promises conjoint. In anticipation to the future, To create mystery. A fairytale story Converted into reality. Feeling without fear, Thoughts that nonsexist. Tendency subject shields, As protection of oneness. Life a course of the night, Uniting two souls. Written: July 7, 2000Birth sign: Sagittarius
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