An Entanglement In Time

They waited on the balcony, looking at the sky.
Without a word between them, the air stood still.
The beating of two hearts, nearly audible,
Palpitations, as some would call them; for these two, an intimate dance.
And in that moment, nothing mattered as time itself stood still.
It waited in silent contemplation, looking onto what was to be known as the glory of love.
This dance was more than the beginning or the end; it was their everything,
The stitching that held their very universe together, and that moment deserved the respect of time itself.

It waited for the entirety to experience it all, before once again moving on.


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