When Worlds Collide

Kindred spirits within this world doth roam.
Ever wandering, never feeling quite at home.
Filled with love and joy and sorrow.
Covered with a face that they did borrow.
Seeking, looking, pushing, yet unable to find,
That one of like soul, spirit, and mind.
Surrounded by takers of love and dreams.
Unable or unwilling to hear our screams,
Of lonliness, heartache, and emptiness left void.
Romantic endeavours always wasted and destroyed.

A chance encounter that will last into the afterlife.
A beacon radiates within that pain, struggle and strife.
What once was two now meld as one.
Passion exists where before there was none.
The foreign terrors lay scattered on the ground,
Defeated by the love that is unchained and unbound.
What once they took, they no more may steal.
Fortified in love's lofty haven surreal.
An abode of eternal, dreamlike bliss.
The only entry bolted with a kiss.