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The ritual peace that we share,
Entangling in eachothers arms.
Till none can’t tell if we are one.

You've become part of my body,
As one, often lying by my heart,
Shaping in our surroundings to its beauty,
Mirroring our bodies each moment were together,
Turn by turn holding eachother.

Though we pass like dreams, it is reality,
Held by love, which is what we share,
Yet in a form that cannot be broken,
We turn as one to hold each other,
For love becomes itself, unconscious love,
We hold each other.

Love allows us to sleep so freely,
The nights to turn without the least regret,
Pleased with what the night has given us,
Love turns every moment to forever.
Underneath the quilts is what we share,
One shares with one that no one touches.

At evening we become as one,
At dawn we drift back into reality.
For now, there is nothing more beautiful:
How I wish that the night would never end,
For nothing in the light compares,
To what my arms can hold in darkness,
When once again we will feel as one,
Embracing with love like no other.