Be it,
your love which alters me?
For,
I feel as if your breath,
shall forever,
exist within my chest.
As if,
my lungs shall forever be useless,
unless your eyes are here,
to witness.
Be not,
worried.
For,
there shall be no moment,
absent such.
No moment,
which my eyes,
are not yours.
For,
I wonder.
This,
love.
This,
passion.
Shall it,
alter earth?
Shall it,
conquer stars,
the universe?
Oh,
such a question,
need not be asked.
For,
such has already happened.
Be I,
the sun.
Be you,
the moon.
Be us,
the universe in human form.
Be,
our love,
that which forever,
evolves.
Oh,
to be this love,
is to be born,
forevermore...
©yungb123
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