We stood
around a circular well
Dew drops fell
upon our tongue
As we spoke
of our day
Our hardships
Our fortunes
fell upon our tongue
and traveled to
a circular well
where a 5 million dollar chandelier
resides in a cave
We stood
with open arms
awaiting our twin voice
to fall
onto our tongue
As we spoke
of our day
Looking across
My twin voice
Resides in a cave
Looking above
The whites of your eyes
Reflect pure asking
a 5 million dollar chandelier
in a cave
Looking below
Our feet in mid-air
No ground
But a circular well
Where dew drops
fall from our twin voice
as above...
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