A touch of fiction... Darlin how can you ask me if I will see you again... Look at the trees- even autumn is trembling for you, for you to smile upon the leaves your consent for their leaves to change, change all the colors of the spectrum. The world waits for your leave, by way of your gentle laugh for the cool breezes to cue up. Your very breath makes every nerve in my body trimmer, my heart flutter like the wings of a butterfly. How can you ask, how can you doubt that I thirst for your presence, my eyes hunger for your visage or the fact that every cell in my existence craves your nearness. Asking that is like asking whether I require oxygen to survive. Love is funny that way. IndomitableMe
Posted on: Sat, 24 Aug 2013 09:29:58 +0000
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