Perfect RhymeA body is weary and a heart becomes sad,
as he remembers his own face, when he was a lad.
Buried dreams, long left upon two souls apart,
resurface when recalling a once possessed, faithful heart.
He vows to change all before his time on earth is done,
and entrance into eternity, for both of them has begun.
He longs for their hearts and minds, forever to be,
as two bodies in motion, again in time like the sea.
Sentiment echoes moments of the sweetest desire,
with the memory of gazing into her eyes, filled with fire.
The dream to be one soul until the very end of time,
to again be lost within their rhythmic, perfect rhyme.
© Shay White
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