Traveling through life like two parallel lines
We hope to someday converge
Want to be lost with you while sampling wines
Nothing satisfies this urge
A catalyst is required if you want things to change
The universe does not allow
Individuals or emotions to rearrange
Without motivating action somehow
Like light crashing into the side of a prism
We may be refracted into
An endless rainbow of dynamism
By breaking this friendship in two
But by placing a second prism adjacently
Parallel lines want converge
Act with intention – not complacency
It’s then we will finally merge
