Floating in a land of hope beyond the fragile frame
The occupant dives and flutters mindful of his name
Spoken once and now he strides for eternityacross a fallen bridge
Where a lover is ever-waiting left to wonder and fidget
Wonder what he would have deliciously whispered in her ear
Words battering an invisible door waiting for the poetic gods to hear
Walking past, we shall ever wonder as to the meaning
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