Room for Two

Darling dearest,

What are we?

Two birds of the only tree,

We walked alone on the road,

Eyes not to wander,

And two hands to hold,

Time has fallen,

The skies a shade of grey,

Are we lost together?

An eternity you speak,

What are we?

Two souls of the merrily,

—-

The idea of happily ever after baffles me. It’s an enigma without a resolve. It’s the prettiest picture without a shadow in sight. No wonder we’re so caught up in the idea.

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