Sunday, February 06, 2005

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A day never seemed so short as when I am in her midst. Time just glides by and then it's over so suddenly. I never imagined that a moment could be stretched so long as like forever until I experienced the silent interim between her every word, where my soul hung on the edge of time lasting for but a beat of a heart. In her eyes I saw the spark of life that encompasses in brilliance all the gems of the world. Her smile felt like the warm rays of the sun in a chilly windswept morning, or the cool soothing breeze under the glare of the scorching sun. Her voice, a melody of sound that flows in gentle splendor; so sweet a music that the stars strain themselves to hear over the vast distances of space. But all these things shy in comparison with her presence. In just her presence, all my worries dissipate. Everything else vanishes, save for her. With her, I can smile again, dream again, live again.
- February 14, 2004

No title. Not even a poem. If only she knew..

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