Love

So this is what it means for time to stand still
For the past to touch the future
And rend love real
With words cut through steal
I do want to run away
And skip on clouds all day
Toward your perfect beginning
Where light knew no ending
And love was seed
Waiting to be born
With centered passion torn
Body not my own
But completely
Drawn through
To the other side
Of unknown

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