They look into each other's souls. Windows to portals, stories and stories unfold.
A touch, sparks something new, or something very old, that is yet to be told.
Did they meet before, a million lifetimes ago?
Or have they been looking, seeking, holding on for millenniums, waiting to bestow-
The depth they have to love, and the tenderness in which they can gift.
Now is the time, they move, move, move... and shift.
One thousand years of peering into one thousand different souls.
Is this the One, or this, or this, who can fill up my open, broken holes?
But now they've met. It's been far too long.
They take each other's heart, they sing the same song.
And then they cry, worn and torn from a journey of sorrow.
What will happen when this life is over, what will happen tomorrow?
Do they take each other into the life after this?
And when death comes...was that just their luck, a fluke, they missed.
So once more they look, the search starts over again-
When, when, when will this end?
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