The Impossible
My dreams collide with reality
as things begin to form.
when water turns to fire
you and I are born.
As our hands become one
underneath the moonlit sun
my body goes numb
with the chill of the air
but with you around
I shed no care.
Secrets hidden with hopes and desire.
As water fades it ignites to fire.
Fate has determined how it should be
forever and for always
you and me.
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