My favorite dreams of you wash ashore
The spirit of you kissing me
I finally know what it means to be
The heart stirs, and passion rains on a once still garden
Now flying melodies coalesce, giving life, motion, beauty
The shrine prepared of old awakens to what is meant to be
What can be this wondrous cleaving
Two threads interweaving
Binding sweet into one enduring brocade
None can pull apart or hope to fade
The delicate indelibility
Of what we're meant to be
A choice. A destiny. An amorphous patchwork shifting ethereal
So wondrous, so real
In musical precision
The pieces fit
Where it's hit or miss
In wondrous dissolution
Push and pull to merge
Edges tamed through conscious surge
Choice and certainty
Determination amidst constellation
Selection like the stars' decreed foreordination
Together as one
Against all forces
Together we run
Forsake all remorses
I see a true existence lies with you, hun
We blaze through space shot from a gun
The worlds watch us glow
If only they could know
Just how we glow
Oh, how we glow
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