When two souls collide the crash is not merely metaphoric
the pieces of life fall forming a mold meshing loyalty with endurance
When two hands clasp the sway of arms is dramatic
the personification of fate, the Creator made love our fabric
When two minds devise a strategy to last through the good, bad, and indifferent
the formula concocted is one of highly explosive chemistry mix
When two hearts beat in rhythm the sound is smooth jazz
music to my existence, this shall not pass.
