Destination
time crawls like a spy through lives
sneaks unwavering through the undergrowth
only the deepest can handle it
rusted nails hide in knots
we move into a hologram of suffering
where observations give us wings to growth
I met you on the hill of unity
where emotions turn in reflection
under the banner of universal truth
your love encapsulated in resonance
indisputably the most beautiful thing that is conceivable
two travelers on the way to their destination
@ Bianca & Gerhard
Copyright © Bianca And Gerhard | Year Posted 2014
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