Love, Never happened

We tremble
As we stride through unknown territories
To the sound of ‘Harmony of Pheromonies’
We reach
As we speak quietly
For each other’s inner entirety
We seek
As we, eyes locked, gaze solemnly
For some sort of certainty
We test
As we tease in elation
For a higher state of affirmation

We find not
As we shake in confusion
Truth in this illusion

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