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My brain breaths in your heart,
A connection established in heaven,
The cord connects our souls together,
Letting us mingle to a great start.
Days and nights in your thoughts,
Love and faith ties us in a pair,
The jar of our love is brimming,
With emotions of ours that are not bought.
Trust to walk with you till paradise,
Eternity would sing our praises above,
It's the tremors I feel when we meet,
Impulses of adoration flowing in disguise.
The socket in your heart is the lock,
And wires arising from my mind the key,
Like an enzyme binds to a substrate,
Together our pair blossoms on the dock.
Silhouettes smiling as we cradle other,
Forming a chain of jitters to come,
Our presence is an exemplary for all,
Come what may, we'll stand together forever.
Bless me with your mind as my heart is yours,
A system we form with the oxygen we inhale,
Living apart yet so close together,
We thrive for each other, heart and mind is our source.


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