A sheet of paper blows in the wind
Landing purposely before my feet
Words are smeared with salted tears
A promise of two hearts destined to meet
Familiarity of these words of love
Of those only the soul knew existed
The awakening of light without the sun
Two flames melded and twisted
My tears add to ones on this letter of love
An epiphany strikes a question off my list
I throw it in the air to be found again
For those who wonder if true love exists
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