Thanks dear friend. The relationship we have is like the relationship between the eyes and hands. When my hands did hurt, your eyes cried. And when you cried, my hands wiped the tears from your eyes. The shere brilliance of your warmth brings a heightened sence of things .,The trees outside all donned transluscent mantles, and each now stood unique, but unified in its presentation. Weathered leaves are chased out of corners by the anxious winds, biding them farewell, preparing for natures newness to spring forth. I gaze in awe at a world engulfed in crystal and beauty, with the stars lite like candle sticks in the skies ..,Calling families, lovers and friends into the arms of each. And for a moment, snuggled in my subconscious were the thoughts of the moments we always share, "the exhilarating days and loving nights". In a fleeting pause the waves of sadness and reticence is swallowed by the waves of premise. A premise i hold dear ..,the safety and warmth of your friendship!. Thanks my dear friend!!.
Posted on: Mon, 12 Aug 2013 20:59:08 +0000
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