For a thousand years and many lives
The seasons have seen your smile
Pearly teeth of moonlight
Waxing crescent
Brighter than stars
Flowing rivers search the banks
Where sand imprints hold hands
The eclipse shall come
Who knows for how long
Yet Dawn breeds hope
And waters the old trope
The rope my love
Your heart and mine hold
Silently fathoms our way home
And I see you and you see me
New eyes and smiles in thousand years old souls.

November 1st

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