In the beginning

your face bright and 
mobile eyes, stared 
up at mine, the inner 
fire strong on skin 
translucent, living, better 
are things now, planned 
no running scared - 
we will win 
you say, forever 
favoured is our land 
no life pared- 
down, gaining sin 
instead of almond- 
blossom airs - 
we are together 
happily begun
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