LINES OF THOUGHT © 2016
The reasons will never be isolated,
We will be well-loved souls, fated.
Intertwined in a single destiny,
Like two rivers following the same journey.
And there, atop the mountain high,
Where the wind sings and the sky draws nigh,
We will be, with open hearts in sight,
Offering the best, without fear or blight.
Our time, the purest gift to share,
An offering of love that mends despair.
In the eternity of this moment,
We will be one, in the most beautiful sentiment.
For Nicola.