Sometimes it’s the smaller things we focus on that become biggest in our eyes and in our hearts.
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Together we sit in the midst of infinite,
resting for a speck of eternity.
As I look into your eyes they open like shutters..
In I peer as if seeing through the windows of your essence..
We lay and look up into the night sky, watching the stars hang by strings.
Strings played like a harp, for in their awsome beauty it’s music to the sight.
Two people in the middle of forever seem almost insignificant,
but within its great splender, you’re all that matters.
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