No great struggle was needed,
a rapport had already formed,
and the words flowed like a great river.
The strong current pushing the boulders away.
We spoke of many things,
lamented on the politics of our land,
philosophized on the various aspects of life,
there was never a lack of words,
and whenever our eyes met,
they would hold
almost as if there was a force drawing them to each other,
and we would smile and be happy,
it was enough that we were together.
The conversation ceased,
our minds otherwise occupied,
gazing deeply into each others eyes,
probing each others minds.
It felt like our souls had melted and melded into one,
and a warm mushy feeling surrounded my heart,
a feeling of security and hapiness,
a cocoon of contentment,
sort of like the feeling you get when you come home from a long trip.
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