I Swear I'll Melt If You Touch Me At All . . .

But Then I'll Ask You To Do It Again And Again. . .

Monday, November 19, 2007

Together

Golden smiles
And twisted styles.
Mystical ways
And lonesome days.

Sitting side by side
Looking through the night sky
Straining to see the world beyond
Knowing that we will before long.

Two stars
One from Venus, one from Mars
Coiled together in a fashion so old
One so timid, one so bold.

They stand the test of time
They get along oh so fine.
Their lives entwined
Their love is defined.

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