As I lay here, in my bed
I ponder how I came to meet you
The bending of every particle of probability and timing brought us together
Unbeknown to us
Fated
The purpose is unsure
A puddle of rainwater on a dark day
Murky, unclear, but deep and natural
The pull I feel similar to the attraction of the Earth on the Moon, a moth to a flame
You are my life, my orbit
You are the yin to my yan
I dance to your name.
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