The Question to Your Answer

Love appears before we ask
To bless the future, heal the past.
Gleaming with wisdom of unspoken choices
It patiently waits for the sounds of our voices.

It quells the fears of space and time
Forever onward, leaving no one behind.
From soft glowing eyes to flames of emotion,
Melting horizons and stirring the ocean.

It teases the mind into taking a leap,
Empties our breath, filling dreams as we sleep
It tricks the heart and draws a tear
Yet sweetly sings in the darkness of fear.

And though two paths may seem the same,
The journey of love will forever change.
Shining one light on the rest of our lives
The answer is knowing it always arrives.

Or (the answer will know when the question arrives)

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