In which we stand this earth is whole
the mighty heart's created soul
to run, to smile, to gleefully sing
of which happiness just one can bring
and as we lay, our lives took granted
of the love we share, so pleasantly planted
with tears of joy and perfection surround
we live off each other and love not let down
with un-artful letters, written in pen
so permanent, like feelings within
the eyes behold what stars reveal
our deepest thoughts each other steal
indescribably, our minds compare
since not needed, no sense to share
we speak for love cannot be tapered
our minds are permanently each other's paper
