She whispers in that quiet moment

“You feel real and it scares me to death”

He travels across time of thought

Wondering what made this woman 

What makes her chaotic beauty resonate

What makes her speak to his soul 

The voice of an angel sounds through song

Carried over time and eons

He sees the beauty of star

Echoing sadness from joyous berth 

He smiles, such a truly exquisite flower

Growing in beauty, growing in love

Though sadness in thorns, grown by survival

Seeking without knowing, the truth of life


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