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It happened once
It happened twice
I cannot say
If it happened thrice

But if it did
The World just stopped
There you stood
Our eyes just locked

You told me things
Only meant for kings
Showed me treasures
And golden rings

Oh special creature
Fleet of foot
Would we, could we
Find a nook?

Through aeons of time
Together we’ve moved
Exchanging the reins
Rotating the groove

Each drawing strength
From the other’s soul,
Each one feeling
The way to go

As one we move
As one we share
As one we learn
As one we care

Ever moving through
Time and spaces
Learning more between
These places

Reaching for understanding
Searching for the light

© Copyright October 2014 – Robin McShane


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