I behold you set by invisible prongs
Yet fools will say you were born by chance
Though I know well to whom we both belong
I peer upon your sleeping soul
For I close my eyes to you in light
That would you see me true, in full
You'd turn away in morbid fright
Still I am bound in this vital role
And I covet your attendance tonight
I saw you lurking by my bed
A face I've glanced as you pass
Conspicuous in that glimmering web
For you've been bestowed a visage of glass
You are the anchor to my steady position
Pulling the chord connecting me to you
And restores my perennial composition
That mixes at twighlight and awakens in dew
And weaves cloaks of vibrant definition
So I may rest to revive anew
-JRL
Clues to solving the riddles: This is dialogue between two entities, and both are speaking of the other in glowing terms (big hint). If you've heard this riddle before please don't spoil it for the rest...let them think it through.
Music :
France- Keb Mo (Video-Windows Media Player)
Sing-Travis(WMP)
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