The Greeting Souls Poem
Elusive eyes that gather information from one another;
The sound, the feel, the touch of the ambiguous meeting, awkward like a shield guarding each other;
The thoughts, the dreams that drape a tapestry interwoven together in their seams;
Gently taking steps forward with people in their dreams;
A pinnacle happens as two of them are graced by God that be;
Half a heart beckons the other to be whole, to be one completely.
mep
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