Surreal sensation accompanied by real emotion,
to have and hold,
the precipice of the past and modern,
although forgotten lately, we still aspire.


To care selflessly and willingly for another soul,
accompanied on our journey we thrive.
Seek foreign lands and relish from renewed vigour for original experience, the future.


Held so dear and closely, the colour, the scent, the hand of my lover,
between thoughts we reside, a constant,
I beseech you, forever.

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