Two birds in the sky,
Wing tip to wing tip
Soaring in unision
Forming the silver lining
On the nearby cloud.
Two stones in the water,
Lying side by side
As both are equally rubbed
Smooth by the flowing
Waters of the river.
Two shadows on the ground,
Joined at the fingers
Both moving, as if
In a dance made for one.
A dance that is called Love.
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