Since

I've gleamed you
pulsating fuchsia  
glimmers,  
 
hermitically sealed  
in your cocoon,
 
simultaneously we blink  
hypnotic morse code,  
until intervals grant  
us a unified glow.
 
Rendering subtle hello's
a plethora of breaths
we shall inhale  
in the arms of another,  
 
patiently dancing  
with glorious fail,  
 
withered and frail,
 
until the exhale  
skips greedily  
on the intake  
in the innocent aorta's  
of each other,  
 
true lovers.
 
My pristine siren  
from the conclaves  
of heavens grace,  
 
born blind yet my  
spirit knows your face,
 
displaced energies  
shedding fractured  
harmonies,  
 
searching audaciously  
for one's half spark,  
 
the purest beacon that  
knows each other's worth.
 
Magnetized from  
sheer acceptance,  
 
conscripted from  
divinities benevolence,  
 
in accordance to  
calibrated chemistry,
 
my best friend  
designed for me,  
 
pacify my cloaked  
shameful journey,
 
I in turn will resurrect  
your serenity of amour.
 
Blessed by  
omnipotence's ingenuity  
 
two doves become  
one wing of golden translucency,  
 
brimming with passion and trust,  
 
a notion hidden  
since we shimmered
in unison resting in the guff.

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