Or low ...
An ebbing and throbbing in the head and heart ...
Words flow to express ...
To express the desires embedded...
A deeply rooted need to belong ...
To belong to the one who understands...
Who comprehends the feelings expressed ...
Wuthering blows high and low ...
An egress of matters unknown...
Yet, there remains a constant ...
The consistency of the written word ...
A consent to his desire ...
A consent to her desire ...
A consent to their aspirations ...
For expectations may dash to the ground...
Aspirations soar high ...
Like the kites that shall follow soon ...
Towards the blazing yet quintessentially beautiful golden Sun. #GoFigure
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