Writings in the sand’s grain.
The skipping of a stone.
A perfect choice is gain
Beautiful words alone.
To see within your mind
Within the hand is smooth
Unspoken words can bind.
A skipping stone can soothe.
Discerning thoughts can see,
Beauty within both parts-
A place that will always be
Symmetry of two hearts.
The symphony’s song plays,
Captures the skipping stone;
Carrying a tune that inscribes
The writings made alone.
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