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The gospel of us starts where you begin and the night is no longer blind Finding it's way to light Lending our lips to the horizon There is nothing slanderous about such union An organ that follows a choir of voices The amount of steps before kneeling in complete submission The morale of breathing you with every breath The grief of if you ever thought of me As I've thought of you Kneeling in the comfort you provide. A complete submission Feeding myself from the very well your thought begins Meeting again in the realm of the stars The clasp of hands dedicated to love The outline of each stare enclosed in the constellation of a blink An eclipse of your head overlapping my chest, Should I ever be condemned for such assumption Made in each others image Meeting you in such a way Caring to heal myself for the betterment of you The lullaby of your heart A nursery to joyous ears Falling deep into prayer Leaning ourselves to each other's hand Remedy to the sick child inside us Selfish Throwing tantrum Selfish Reverting back to singular praise Kicking, screaming Caution thrown to the wind Still optimistic in faith That no matter how childish we act It is that sick child that will save us both Balance The Renaissance of something so simple