Tuesday, May 13, 2014

LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate, 

In the mansions of your arms there was oh such comfort unlike anything I?d ever know as the laden ground with winter's fresh fallen snow a fire, safe and warm, sublime the mystic sound you were mystery, magical moments, completness all around dreams come true, the universal sway of oceans time stood still, when, as children, we were songs of love  frozen in time, forever to whispers here and when you drew near to my heart, you were the one, oh love, You were the one I'd been waiting for life's pages of books, the knowledge forever more, of what was, is and shall always be the joy of peace, as the sweet bluebird sings her lullaby. you were sweet roses on the summers of July...the pastel soft brush strokes on the canvas of Renoir. candle flickering hope from angel's songs from afar. You were the dawning light, between night and morning sun and the moments of time all rolled into song's one. You were the thrill of life, exciting, happiness a gift, the joy of peace surrendering to taste your lips and I, now left alone, once savored all of this once given a love such as you, unlike anything else I have ever experienced. You touch my heart, You touch my soul. You touch the very core of my being. The very foundation of my life.You created a world where you and I exist. It's all because of you and the way you change my life.It's all because you truly Love me

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