Wednesday, April 1, 2015


Laying next to you, skin touching skin - naked: shelter from a tempestuous world.
You hold me in your gravity - circling a beautiful, body and soul: the second side of us. 
I could live without you,
Spinning through cold emptiness alone,
But I cannot stop my perpetual search for you. 
I want you in my veins, 
Always present,
Gently warming my soul. 
Drawn in by your grace, magnetized by your passion - vibrancy stretching the bounds of the very universe: 
Enveloped in bliss. 
This is love - finding, being found. 

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