Lovers - From "The Poetic License"

Lovers Like ships that meet in the night Their bodies and souls merge For this brief chance union Each life is fulfilled If only this moment in time Each knowing That the other is the answer That satisfies The other’s needs, fantasies, desires Each knowing that it must be muted When the sun comes up When the music ends When the song is sung Until their next docking In The night

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