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Born from the abyss,
deeper than the very first french kiss
Twists ferment a voyage meant for recovery
Born amiss, clouding reasons for innocent discoveries
Set out with a yearn that burns at heart
Tugging invisible strings, that set by mark
Synchronized in beats that beacon to embark
He has but a vague notion, as to how to play his part
Upon the tree of life, was her fruit promising perfection
Blown by winds to invigorate manifests in defined devotions
Emotions lead by convictions innately hone by intuition
Match-making outer magnificence to inner premonition
Sweet fragrant pheremones are but calls that stimulate resolution
Revolution is her power that she controls, like a finely trained steed
In their shared construct is the beginning and ending for all things below and above
The journey has always been written within the soul, for any two... becoming free
Attraction is the map that allows both to realize how deep a love can lead....
By combining concepts to precepts.....in order for us to believe and trust in our feelings
Inward is how we always exist in our timeless love to conceive such a perpetual Garden of Eden!!
