Dichotomy
I would give you everything if I thought it would make us complete.
I would spare no cost and brook no limit for us to forge past
All obstacles to observe a piercing new dawn enter our lives,
Awash in tears and joys so numerous as to make the stars above
Shy back in their limited numbers.
Swaying upon the spot we'd hold each other in an embrace both
Limited in length and never-ending, which would pass yet
Linger in our memories; the moment when we saw God in each others
Eyes.








