The lovers follow the path
in the distance, two souls parallel.
Both set of eyes penetrate the horizion.
Overcome by each others hearts
overtaken by the choices that lead.
Every step curved, every other gate closed,
Heaven so far away, but surrounded
by Gardens yet to be found.
The amplitude reaches out in front,
the journey has just begun.
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