Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Who is he?

A playground for her soul.

An anchor when she is lost in rough seas with no where to go and one she carries as the voyage continues.

A beacon in her life, visible through the flicker of her eyes after a darkness so long.

A music companion through endless kisses of tongue dances, lip overtures and sweet whispers.

A gift of life sharing similar passions in travel, art, dining and other nice things in life.

A silk handkerchief to her tears and a lifter of her downcast heart so that she stops crying for she no longer fears.

A guardian angel gently guiding her back to the path of goodness in life.

A blank form for her mind to scribble thoughts on with an inherent property to illuminate what is important and discard useless gibber.

A Bang & Olufsen without the prompting or inputs needed to resonate out the deepest voices of her heart crystal clear.

An energy source through moments of exhausting pleasure of sleepless loving nights.

A spark igniting the explosion of her senses at the tiniest gesture or thought.

A challenger to old habits and ideas involving the mysteries of quantum physics.

A new reality and path out of the sameness of life's motions.

A leader whose voice she follows out of trust.

A person she gives birth new ideas to inspiring everything she touches.

A third and fourth dimension rounding her character when she has been left crushed, flattened and out of any visibility.

A personal space for freedom of expression to be her best and fullest self.

A window to the vast universe seen through the hues of his magnificent eyes similar to the Supernova.

A sensitive caring soul encased in a beautiful form of lines of his body.

A knight who rescues her out of a dark dangerous place into the sunshine transforming her into sun rays herself. Rays she wants to pass on to others like the flame of a candle to create heaven on earth.
So light was her heart she wants to tackle the toughest challenges head on with great energy instead of trepidation.

She is flying without wings and only his wind beneath her, carrying her by his words, that he should look after her and do his best to please her.

She sees the spring of new life coming forth with him even though she never considers this possibility before.

What else can she say.

He is without words ever enough to describe.

He is love.

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