Soft, the Memory
For, here they lay amidst the clouds,
Two lovers bonded by their desires,
With hopes of tomorrows filled with love,
Never quenching their internal fires.
Two lovers bonded by their desires;
They awakened, but separate, upon that day.
Their hopes, though eternal, had seemed empty.
For they had awakened in utter dismay
With hopes of tomorrows filled with love
They realized their friendship was all they could share
Upon separating after the dance of their dreams
They realized for each other, they could only care
Never quenching their internal fires,
With hopes of love for each new day,
These two lovers, in dreams, forever bonded,
Separated that night and went their own way.
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