bklyn-bg-sept-2013-527I wish I could make sense of this, but I can’t.  As eternity stretches back through the strings of time; so too seems my love for you.  You are weaved into the fabric of my soul.  I feel you in me, around me, and through me.  Sometimes I want to give you up, but I can’t.  You burn in me, like an eternal flame.  Perhaps it’s an illusion.  No, not so, for I feel you  like the warm kiss of the evening Sun.  I close my eyes and there you are, unyielding!

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