A horizon, the light, the one. I feel him, I pray and when done, knowing thoughts of a heart so rare?
Or simply a delicate, lovely strength I am lost within.
A hue of every color, resonate within me. Stopping it, no. Continuing it, fearful, as bright eyes stare.
Wishing, yearning, this lifetime of waiting, for him, for me. You completely surprise and get in my
way. I'm out of the words I usually have; my own surmise at all we've done, seen, looked towards.
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