The cough was consistent
The doctor was persistent
The patient was insistent
His choice was to Live
He could hear the drop of water
The distance wasn't a barrier
It wasn't just mere water
It was a Tear drop
Even from the arraigned death Zone
He could feel the palpitations
Palpitations worth bringing the dead to live
Two hearts were conjoined
One about to slip
The struggle was immense
The Chaos was Rising
The choice was dwindling
But the teardrop was consistent
While eyelids close in death
While Life was a distant
Conjoined Hearts couldn't separate
Like a non specialist doctor
It's a boom
The Tear on the forehead
Of the second conjoined heart
Lips curdled like a suckling child
Doctor confused
Family confused
Love at Work
So invisible to all present
None could feel or understand
Only the Conjoined hearts could feel the effect
With a broad smile
He gained his life
Given to him by the other conjoined heart
It looks impossible
But.................
Life is redeemed by another Life of same source
That Life needs a true connection
A connection of no game
A connection that is real..
That connection is......
*LOVE*
And is found in you
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