Entangled
Take all the noise away,
Leave just one thing behind—
The sound of silence softly playing
Where your soul meets mine.
You and I exist somewhere there,
In a place no eyes can guess;
Bound beyond the world we share,
Our beautiful entangled mess.
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Thousands of miles apart?
Distance fails the test.
I touch my heart for just a moment,
And you are here, no less.
When sudden sadness finds my door
In the middle of happiness;
When tears appear from nowhere
And longing will not rest—
When your presence is deeply missed,
Yet I still feel your tenderness,
I'm reminded once again of this:
Our souls are intertwined, enmeshed.
We severed the cord—it didn't work.
Yup, baby. That's us.
A beautiful, impossible,
Entangled mess.








