At the begging of time

Beating hearts owned by lovers

Communicating merely through whispers

Destended to never meet

Even when the sun rises, the moon sets

For eternity, chasing after one another

Gods in love

Having never touched

Informing the other of their love through words

Just enough to stay connected

Killing their affections slowly

Lying and prying in against their desire to touch

More things came in the way

No more whispering between them

Oceans away they now seemed

Pacified they became

Quest to reach one another now broken

Right alone

Still, they were more alone than ever

Till one day, the first lover began murmuring

Until the murmers became whispers

Vocals reached the other lover

Whipsers of her own began to arise

Xylems now connected them

Yearning no longer

Zebra