I dream of our minds,
gliding side by side,
into the moonlit skies, 
with stars as our guides, 
til earth and mountains subside, 
and from everyone we will hide, 
above this tumult we shall rise and rise, 
draw strength from fires luminous in each other’s eyes, 
while floating softer and more fragile than butterflies, 
cultivating quietness – in your company I am wise, 
spiraling ascendant on this most epic journey of our lives, 
intertwined and onward beckoning we can but rise and rise.

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