A simple truth unfolds inside my dreams,
our lives are lived in interwoven time,
and time is just as simple as it seems,
as basic as the rhythm in a rhyme.
It's true, love doesn’t always have to play
into the universe as so defined,
a preassigned division of the day,
to universal pendulums confined.
But llinear, kinetic, all askew,
arrayed in any manner that may be,
no matter how defined, my love for you
exists in every moment granted me.
And only God himself could grant us this...
the universe began with our first kiss.
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