When it blooms, bright, bright red…
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Did you know, we are poetry in motion,
Swaying, and touching, embraced in passion
Melded into one, fused without ends
As the world rocked, plummeted and rose again!

Did you realize before, we are an art?
Marvelous, bewitching, etched in heart
Painted in a hue, unworldly, unseen and rare-
Immortalized in a canvas of time, eons apart!

Did we ever feel, that we are music?
Sounds of eternal, a composition, fantasy
In eruptions of joys, played in strings and keys-
Inexpressible, indefinable, imbued in ecstasy!

But we did know, we were love; love incarnate-
The world was colors, triumph and bliss,
The time stood still, for our stolen kiss,
Life surged through, lived, in parted lips
Then our eyes met, and the universe stopped-
We were real, we were destiny, we were the Gods.