The Nectar Something awakens within. . . And a mystery begins, To unfold anew. The page turns, Not knowing what The next may hold. And two minds spark, Two hearts touch, Weaving threads intertwine. One to one, One soul in two bodies Perhaps the quintessential ONE. The glass before them fills. Nectar droplets Enchant the tongue. But really, They taste only Sacredness.
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