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Specks of dust glitter gold like on and off
Rising, swirling, floating, falling on the slow and gentle air stream
And like life if we were to compare
Which specks of dust would we be and if set free again to deem
life reset; Would we still cross paths there?

Would we still be the ones tied
Blindly carried by the breath of wind whizzing across the atmosphere
Or float by and catch another's glinting eye?
Would it be time and again kismet prophesizised by the seer?
or lock with the first speck passing by?

Rubbing and letting off sparks of desire
Attracting and repelling
Catching themselves up in lust eddies of fire
needing and exceeding
Specks of lust climbing higher and higher

If we were any of these breath kissed floating specks
Glittering on and off golden lighted
We would still find that charge in the particles i suspect
That will always try to see destinys course righted
Even for such tiny specks
The wind whispered "thus it is decided."