The me you see from your heart. The me i'll always be. The co-valance between the heart and the mind is the essence of true beauty...The assimilation of emotions and feeling is the gist of varitable dainty...
If i were there right across with you now, the pangs of separation, distance wouldnt be- if i could always be away from you. The delectation of conjoine would always be-
passion does not mean subjugation of fatal attraction...Desire means to dream ultimate fascination...You are not God nor is my love that of an angel....
We are both humans, then why is this frequent torment...
They call your external beauty as devine creation-i call your concealed magnificience as eternal conception-
then admit to one another that we are no good without eachother...there will never be another us...lets make the most of today...lets hold hand in hand and embrace...lets make the most of ourselves...
But as usual, dreams die first...soft, tender, unattended...thinking of bygone...its been a expanse...
A reflection of days long archaic-misplaced emotions, desire and secrets- love, loneliness, pain-whatever became of the love we shared? We swore to hold eachother till the end-
love like all things dont decay. Earnest compassion always has to stay...at the bottom of a forgotton mind, deep in the heart lies a true pertinence...feeling the omnious stare from the captive heart you are forced to peek at its treasures...
We keep a journal of our "stolen moments"- our Eternity, our Stolen Moments(1), our Stolen Moments(2)......and the time we made love veneration-Does reviewing these experiences bring it all back?
Clearing the dust with a doubting fingers, a tear drop forms in a backdrop of an eye. A petal from a first received rose crumbles to dust when exposed to the air-still sealed with intense feelings covertly cached...
REAL LOVE IS ALWAYS HARDEST TO RUPTURE AND THE MOST ARDUOUS TO WITHER...
THANK YOU FOR SHARING THE CANDLE FLAME LAST NIGHT-YOU SHOWED ME.
