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Unfinished

There's so much to explore here
A whole lifetime of you and me.
Endless questions to get
To the bottom of who you were
Who you became
And who you're meant to be.

Timeless years of all I have to give
Given so happily, so selflessly
We aren't done here
Your soul is crying out for me
And I can hear it in my sleep
I could spend forever answering, encountering it.

What we thought would be
Pales in comparison to the unity
That we discovered lies between you and me
A personal conversation
Between two who cannot get enough
A constant struggle to touch one another
And get closer, never close enough.

A passion for the same life
For freedom, for creativity
Run away with me
And see what possibilities
Life has in store for us.

We could spend a lifetime
Drawing each other in
We could wait
In patient friendship
For time to make some sense of this.

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