Let us
Catch hands
Upon this swing
Take
Dancing steps
Within a whim,
Leaping flowers
And the barb
Where we once
Would play along.
When we fall
From heavens rhyme,
Toes skipping
The sands
Of time,
Somehow,
Between
These dizzy frames,
We find some way
To be the same.
My love for you
Is a ray of light,
Cantering through
Warm passages
Of a forgotten woodland,
Grazing upon a sweetness
That is
A whispering world.
There it will be
Yet after the death of wind,
After all has withered,
After Heaven,
Welcomes home,
Her children.
Amongst the heavens,
Space between my emotions,
Passes just slower.
ahorsealone 
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