it was just our bodies today

In the eyes of god everything is held dear.

In his arms everything too far is near.

All the years are too short and the seconds are not yet cured.

The love although unconditional.

Is never felt, only seen.

When the time comes all visible shall fade.

All invisible shall be come real.

Can you feel air as you can tension?

Both imaginary in my eyes but chemistry or which still felt.

As our bodies wept

Were our souls intact?

Upon this blessed act
Did my mind or your thoughts come into play?
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