In your words…

A true survivor
An Ancient youthful scholar
And a true sage.

Overly sweet, and warm
Fragrant of breath,
Colors of bright white waves of light,
Where the wind leaves me still…
Beyond this wonderful purple haze
I am lent by a distance
Only you can navigate.

I’ll never forget
That look of hope in your eyes,
The feel of strength in your hands,
And that promise of forever.

In your words…
“Just come Luv, Go on
Get on with it then.”

Just you.



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