Our hearts beat together in sound unison:
You, me, and that of the King.
Three became one at the meeting of us two,
Unfolding, revealing, enchanted love that’s true.
Face in my palm, my mind begins to wander
The winged ponies in my tum paint rainbows;
I love you like the sun loves the sky –
One without the other would be to surely die!
I hold you to me and my heart hugs yours;
Their little hands clasping, drawing us close.
I breathe you in when you exhale;
You are me and I am you.
By Anna T. D. Gowera