A good friend once told me that when I speak of love I always refer to poetry, music and seldom mention a woman by name. In the depths of my heart I realized she was right and wondered how I could find something I desire so much when I have yet to place a face to the dream. She is “Timeless” her features only seem to become more intoxicating with age, she is my paper as we grow closer the more content she holds of our being. The only thing sensual by the definition and standard of my thoughts, you have become the shadow in which all other women walk. It only makes sense now that without you even when I am with her I feel incomplete and alone. You understand me to the very letter placement in each poem. You are the sound of my vocal chords even more you are the air to my lungs, you are a timeless taste that my lips long for when my memory lingers on what love should become. You are my definition of intimacy, the sound of us lost in a deep embrace like a rhythm between string and drum. You are the Breeze of love that my thoughts have yet to overcome. “Timeless” is not only your beauty but as well as our connection. Loving you so deeply you feel as though your heart will explode in your chest, that look of deep satisfaction and comfort as you make every effort to listen to my ramblings but slumber takes you away and you rest. Easy in my embrace, time and space standing still because we are once again whole and complete. My memories of you and I are “Timeless”, and as you read these words I know that the current of our connection to your very core speaks. Timeless is our connection, passion and attraction, Timeless… Together we have tasted Love in perfection, a perfect “Timeless” connection in Love. Timeless is not only your definition but we BOTH AS The two beings as one. Timeless
Posted on: Tue, 18 Nov 2014 20:17:01 +0000
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