Our Two Ships Pass Slowly In The Night
The breeze behind each ship’s sails propels the other forward, ever so gently, until they are merely a memory.
SOULMATE | MARRIAGE | PERSONAL GROWTH | POETRY | DESTINY
The breeze behind each ship’s sails propels the other forward, ever so gently, until they are merely a memory.
Destiny brought us together — as we had contracted by soul.
Friends beyond Earth, making a pact for this life.
Entwined in our union where love and support…
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