Two arms to hold you.
Two hands to caress you
and stroke your hair at night.
Two years to learn you.
Two years to sing by your side.
Two years, be twelve, then more.
Two standing stones, at earth's center;
they define its magnetic resonance lines.
Love flows from east to west, south to north,
circles the quarters, then rounds back.
Let us walk between those stones
that two hearts may be doubly blessed.
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