Entwined

I watch the dawn’s first light softly caress your sleeping form. My heart is overcome with feelings, oft-forgotten I confess, of how entwined our lives and love’s become. Time, like a river, wears our passions down as life distracts us from the path we planned. It’s in these mundane waters that we drown; our dreams are scattered like the ocean’s sand. Yet, not unlike the moon’s pull on the tide, our love, in silence, guides us on our way. A mystic force that cannot be denied; that followed, will not lead our hearts astray. I watch... and once more wonder fills my soul - how two entwined are stronger than each whole.