Ages pass on, we, you and I move on,
keeping hope we stick on, together we build our bond.
Bond that’s deep, depth that we meet,
meet when we uncover, uncover what is covert.
Covert that is unshared, unshared but adhered,
adhered what is ignored by rest, rest who’s presence is rare.
Rare not outside but inside, inside we pray, love and cry,
cries that are unheard, unheard wishes & desires later burned.
Burned emotions turn stern, where logics and reasons go beyond,
beyond our reach & smiles, becoming unbound yet bound.
Touched, unfold , solved our hearts may or may not,
keeping hope we stick on, together we build our bond.
Ages will pass on, we, you and I will move on!
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