Intrusting the universe to act as a catalyst.
To bring us together and take us into an euphoria like state of bliss.
With hope that it isn't all a big accident... unified random events provoking imminent unhappiness. Leaving us with regrets... reasons why we neglect "extraordinary" for simply perfect... with no view of what it could've been.
So I trust the universe, to unwind this entanglement.
To set forth its brilliance in coherence... You and I just might happen.
In uncustomary events we could set alight our phoenix like feelings and rise. In a smoke screen, learning to listen, with our "seasoned" hearts, we'd barter in our sights for assurance that we two in the end will witness. What is and what can.
So with the universe in constant motion.
I, trusting in the notion that yes we are to be.
Two souls as one, hand in hand, strolling in the sunset. Where we'd seemimgly forget. With our pupils locked, our hearts in a frenzy.
In a daze, where days went by in a daze. We were destined.