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The Magic Hand of FATE

Their love was pure like silk,
tender like a sweet kiss,
passionate like fire,
strong like steel.

The magic hand of fate
had brought them together.
They had a common work task
to perfectly accomplish.
They labored together incessantly.
But as they worked and worked 
a small glimmer of love,
began to sparkle, began to twinkle.
The spark grew and grew  
moment by moment, day by day.
They now admired each other,  
they now cared for each other.
They now loved each other
ever so very passionately.

They made a promise to each other.
They would be together forever,
they would love each other eternally 
no matter what the magic hand of fate
would one day suddenly bring them. 

And the magic hand of fate,
moved quite unkindly...
It brought a lot their way.
They had mountains to climb,
deserts to cross, rivers to traverse.
Their love was, alas, so strong,
so strong they surmounted it all,
nothing would stop them.
They overcame fate... 
She left for a far away land
for a long, long time.
But, their love was so solid, 
their souls were bonded
ever so close together,
their thoughts never pondered
they were always intertwined,
nothing could stop their love. 

They were in love,
they were blissful,
they were passionate.  
Their affection was potent like iron.
Their passion was like fire,
their fondness was precious like gold. 
sturdy like an ageless glacier.

They were in love for eternity.
The magic hand of fate
had brought them together.
The magic hand of fate 
would keep them together...
They thanked God with gratefulness
for moving the magic hand of fate...
— dsaranti, Apr 12, 2008

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