Sunday, April 19, 2015

It was in meeting you ...

It was in meeting you that my whole life began again ... It was in exploring your worth and your wealth I found myself once more ...  You are the mirror of my truth, you are the darkened hallway, and the candle of illumination ... my heart is warmed by you and it is you who causes my blood to run cold ... I dream through every night you lend me ... I dance across only your floors ... You are my lover, my enemy, my counsel, and my voice in the meadow ... the stars are limitless when in yours ships I sail ... and it is in your arms I will slumber when the morning calls me home to lay you down again and be at rest ...
 #NaPoWriMo 15
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