Infinite.
I am a listening ear and a talking mouth
Spilling words that slide gently through the air
Across dark days, and bright
My words have soft edges,
but yours are light
Lifting me up like air
The sky turning green with envy as we float by
Content in this
Relishing in this
This which is not easliy broken
Nor effortlessly damaged
Forever intertwined as we glide together
Endlessly.
Because I love you
As I do now
As I always will
Infiniately
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