Merging
By jvriesema
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Two souls
fly
like birds in a solitary sky
merging together
in patterns created by love's passion.
Following one another's movements
into a sonata of air and cloud,
they follow one another through a ballet of flight
toward the mirror of each other's life;
flowers blooming in the midnight of the sun.
Clouds chase the canvas of their love as
words become the sky,
and
a stream meanders through time to the place where you are;
my heart
holding
the flight of your love in its' embrace.
The wind captures the passion of the violin;
the lava fields echoing the sound of your footsteps in dreams spun from words like strands of gossamer
as air becomes light
and light becomes an embrace.
Love seeks no logic
nor
holds captive the dream of two souls merging
in a forever dance across a solitary sky;
a sonata of air and light;
an embrace of gossamer threads
weaving your nordic words into an icelandic dream
as time hesitates between the air currents of life;
a melody of ancient sagas written into your soul.
Love captures the moment when your eyes gazed into mine
upon wind-driven waves of lava fields.
Holding you close to my heart,
we become two souls that fly into patterns of passion's embrace;
a life not forgotton though time weaves threads of gossamer across the sky.
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