Twice upon a time

 
My woman inside a pure mind
While we saunter on our draft
Every enigma before ascribed
With the thought of time past,

Does our night love our light?
Where can our day-star hide?
Are angels dusting our path?
Has our soul stood justified?

Nevermore to need the race
As we conclude we have won
Considering love's soul chase
Twice a heart has surely one.