Life is a never-ending coil
With twists and turns
And you are one thing that I did not count on.
You are the mistake in a waltz.
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You are the messy footprint on starched carpet,
You are the wrinkle on pressed sheets.
Your entrance was not marked
By a calendar day
Nor a smudge in time
But you.
Quite simply
In this parallel revolution,
You are the earth.
Your smile is the equator.
Your eyes are the horizon.
Your gaze is the orbit.
You are the gravity holding me in place.
You are limitless.
As the sky is to the moon
And the earth to the sun.
And I am your zodiac
In this
Parallel revolution.