A Flying Waltz

The ascent is slow.

The sun radiates from our cheeks and our hearts
The Lord doth not will us to be apart
Knots are tied between shared time and space
You and I are something that could never be replaced

Paradoxically frozen and warm and complete
We are free to waltz to the Lord's perfect beat
One, and two three we are dancing together
Reflecting our father in heaven forever

The descent is instant.

A kiss couldn't even begin to describe
the moment the freckles on our noses align
All good things have come from above
I think we're gonna get along just fine, my love
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