In
the spaces between our whispered words
Lie endless conversations, waiting;
Breathlessly poised, on the edge of time
To descend into our souls, resonating.
Thoughts, lingering on the brush of fate
In the vales of unspoken promises undulate,
Their eternal imprints in disparate hearts
Melding, till in unison they reverberate.
Lie endless conversations, waiting;
Breathlessly poised, on the edge of time
To descend into our souls, resonating.
Thoughts, lingering on the brush of fate
In the vales of unspoken promises undulate,
Their eternal imprints in disparate hearts
Melding, till in unison they reverberate.
MS
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