Bright blue days.Some scribble on the sand.Shining smiles. Time gone by."Love," he says.What is that again?Sparks of spirit.Shooting stars that pave our destiny."Love?" we ask.When is that again?Eyes align. Grass, a pillow.Trees, the officiant.Birds, our piano.Jean jackets, our dresses.Ink above. Clouds unbound.Near omniscient. Cosmic.Fated."Love!" I exclaim.Why is that again?The invisible string that webs our words.Chemic. Covalent.A divine bond.Hearts a-beating.Hands a-holding.Forevermore, mutual mirrors."Love—" It's only us.Let's dance beneath the purple light tonight.And awaken to the pink sun.One-on-one.Two as one.
Never undone.