Gently vibrating, thrumming strings
wound tightly around us, through us
bringing us together; pulling
us apart again. These twisting
contorting thoughts, ideas, make me feel
almost insane.

Because I cannot separate
my world, from you; am consecrate
by my love; our love, it spins me
in spirals, wrapping, tying me
up to this time. Magic, sublime
surrounding us.

Where we are together;
if this is forever
I would not change a thing.