Quintessence.

It is truly yours
Belonging to both
This single point
Examine and ponder it

Established once
Polished complete
By agony pleasured
Ruminate and reflect

Cite and believe it
In it’s finality
Of defined setting
Intimate and echo it

Holding on
Here at the end of all
What was there to think about?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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