Signs

No sign is
without reason,
meaning breathes
in all we do.

The thrill of a word,
the joy of a glance,
linking of love
withstanding
time’s onward dance.

No sign is
Beyond grasping,
Intent shines
In every detail.

Catch this if you can,
this world is so
fleeting.

In praise of you,
my vow remains
faithful and true.

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