Strangest, twist of fate,

love must make a time to initiate,

sweethearts need a bit of entanglement to play,

exhaust some much acquitted parts which ache –

Words are not of use here within our passionate touches we create,

Bodies blending towards achieved consummate,

hearts.... welded rhyme insinuates,

spread beneath the weight purposely wrapped by copious correlate –

We're flying higher than most ever will taste....

Holding onto you entwined in a spectacle lunate.

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