First Kiss
I see a truth unfolding in my dreams, our love exists in interwoven time ... for love is not as simple as it seems, as basic as the meter in a rhyme. Our time together doesn't have to play into the universe as now defined, it's not a mere division of the day, to universal pendulums confined. Subliminal, conspicuous, all askew, arranged in any manner that may be, no matter how defined, my love for you exists in every moment granted me. And only God himself could grant us this ... the universe began with our first kiss. ~Dean Neighbors~ | |
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