when two are one

we ran n ran
through back streets
past sand dunes
valleys n overpasses
ova rivers n grass
racing the white lady and her
slender companion
our urgency fuelled by love
and perhaps a little fear...
we arrive momentarily before her
her radiance warming us
spreading out through gathered freends
as she is greeted by her companion
their vows to exchange
words are read
tokens exchanged
deities invoked
blessings dispensed
memories are digitally preserved
ck n i and a reunited freend
drink coffees
attack scones
the party then begins
the red wine flowed
n flowed
n ...
we eat
reunite with more lost companions
toast the happiness
of the couple
i avoid the dance flaw
preferring the moments of dialogue
n sudden poetic inspiration
we travel home
tales of love lost n won
fill our quiet talk...
go well new couple
fill your lives with love
live in love
let it fill you
transform you
move you forwards
challenge n change you
its a hard road
this love
it will take all of you
n ask for more
without a moments rest
there will b dark knights
n dazzling days of brightness
valleys of despair and lostness
n mountain tops of refreshment n joy
but love is the journey
love is the fuel
love is
the
only way

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