Your spirit and mine,
Come together,
like vines wrapping-
themselves around
a twig,one over the other.
Twisting and turning,
You and I
Our sweat glistening,
In the distant moonlight.
We,together,our arms held in a vice.
Our hearts for each other,
It'll all be all right,
Because we'll journey through
Sansara, with one another,
In harmony with the breeze,not a shudder.
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