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The 25th Hour

Love’s finest in the twenty-fifth hour
And all of time stands still
When night and day become like one
The hearts of lovers reveal.

With endearing words spoken only on a whisper
And sweet embraces that capture the soul’s breath
True feelings of the heart are given flight
When uninhibitedly we give ourselves.

Love’s finest in the twenty-fifth hour
When dreamers meet face to face.
Time knows nothing of a better moment
Than that of the heart’s embrace.

These sweetest engagements are sacred
An unmoving moment divinely sublime
Their union is like the sun and horizon
Consummating the short lifetime.

Rhythmic

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Poetic moments in the words of a dreamer and other randomness in the words of a believer. "Hang yourself, poet, in your own words. Otherwise, you are dead." ~ Langston Hughes

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