How must it be

To feel something burn in your chest

With just one glance?

To be so free, so dreamy

That you just melt into each-other

Till you are both one being,

To stretch your roots

Until they intertwine

Underneath the very ground of your living,

To feel the love in your bones

And hear its echo in the hum of your thoughts,

To reach out to each other,

And to fall, certain of a safe landing.

How must it feel,

To trust so much as to

Breathe out each-other’s words

And read eyes like they were a book,

To cry rivers and waterfalls

Into the other’s veins,

To be afflicted with the same

Unknown disease this world calls love.


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