Our Love

Like water gathering in a pool
An endless cycle; tides and revolutions.
Creating a shore, near then far.
Countless grains of sand,
Weaving patterns through the world.
One of a kind,
Like two beating hearts aligned,
In sync, now then high,
Lub dub, lub dub, lub dub.
Alternating patterns linked in time.
Fused together as one existence
Woven by intricate heart made threads
A new shore, our own ripples in the sand
Forever etched on Earth.
True love, our love.
Lub dub, lub dub, lub dub.

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