Alchemy transforms love
It is central as air,
All our lives we pledged to care
But what to diverting sights
The curtains and the lights,
The open windows; this life we live
Almost summer; nearing Spring nights
A walk in the park, we hold so dear
With Max and Daisy near
Not a thing we spare.
This magical time for us
And a time of transformation.
Our Alchemy;
A philosophical tradition
Spanning over time and space
And a continent.
A tradition born so
But yet cryptic and symbolic;
Born of a language
So hard to trace,
Yet full of mutual influences
And a relationship exclusive
From only one life
To another.


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