Our hearts are hidden within us
It cannot be read or analysed for its body language,
You hope his heart beats in tune with yours.
An ally not a foe,
Not a hidden adversary,
That you walk hand in hand with,
In deluded bliss,
Of a loving haze,
Which you inhale joyously,
And exhale with trembling breath,
At the sight of your hand,
Holding air.
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