My soul in perfect sync with you
We begin afresh, as if on cue.
To dance this little mating-dance again
The music in our hearts, the reoccurring refrain.
Perishable bodies, changeable names, each time
Eternal love is what our souls beautifully rhyme.

Each life time “us” we seek and find
Overcoming barriers of the meanest kind.
This time, my love, we meet a trifle late
Bodily wed to others, even as souls we mate.
Confused, restrained and harrowed is me
Sweet love, lead the dance and I’ll follow thee.