Twisted Tale, Divine Humor

All the noises of
the real world
lost
their significance,
for I only hear
you.

Let me be
the beacon,
burning vividly
in your crumbling world,
for you only see
me.

Melt into
nothingness,
us,
synthesize,
for we opt to.

God must have
smiled
when He created us,
for our stories
are one
twisted tale
of
Divine Humor.

And we
talk
weep
laugh
hug
kiss
love,
being totally
human.

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