Some say it’s a sensation, others say it’s developed.
A diamond frozen in time; a golden clock that’s everlasting.
A ripple of time bonded together within the other’s presence.
An entry point into a state of mind, created by the company of your other essence.
Commitment between two doves blossoms a rose.
Both from different directions arriving on the same road.
Devotion “doting in adoration” attaching to the dispositions of each other's fondness and enjoyment.
They say, “you only live once,” but I think if you live it right, once is probably enough.
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