Who are we in the layers of time that we have lived?
Cocooning myself into your laughter
I hear the sound of that tone that calls me
Echoing long and effectively.
What are we like in our aged state?
Apart, together, touched and forgotten
Together, apart, forgotten - never
Touched - sealed, anchored forever
To that blissful idea of 'yes'.
That is a vibration that I belong to
Through no choice of my own
No manipulation could trigger
A more effective attraction
The mating pair knows
There is no faking.
No coerced metaphors to trick us
Into a poetry that does not exist.
We simply are because we have been
Once met, and cemented forever
Into the world that our energy creates.
Cocooning myself into your laughter
I hear the sound of that tone that calls me
Echoing long and effectively.
What are we like in our aged state?
Apart, together, touched and forgotten
Together, apart, forgotten - never
Touched - sealed, anchored forever
To that blissful idea of 'yes'.
That is a vibration that I belong to
Through no choice of my own
No manipulation could trigger
A more effective attraction
The mating pair knows
There is no faking.
No coerced metaphors to trick us
Into a poetry that does not exist.
We simply are because we have been
Once met, and cemented forever
Into the world that our energy creates.
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