So, the last time we danced,
We prayed for the shadows to veil our fate.
Lost between the binder's of fairies & cupid dices
Deemed the soulmate venality.
Where we were once one,
Thrown at the feet of time
Never shy to declare what was,
But wasn't for the moment.
Tied to the rubric chances
Burnt as a remission offering
At the ego alter.
Denying the truth that held the air.
We were meant to be,
Nested in the sunset warmth,
Cuddled in dawning cold.
Sung, somewhere in forever binders.
Strangely perused by strangers perish.
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