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EVERYTHING MEANINGFUL

Love is a conflict in the soul
A bridge where two worlds meet
And a river between two lands
A fire that burns the mind but sooths the soul
It has been a journey for us to stand in this place smiling
But felt the pains yesterday
I don't even know how I made it to this day
Yet love like a fire consumed all that made me feel alive the day before
I am left in awe over the possibility that even the pains in a crushing heart feels like hope
The wonder of how a smile of a lover is a single word close to a tear
Who know what is love, that should be gentle and kind but rides you on its back like a wild stallion?
Who knows love that should not keep records of wrong but keeps a record of them but never grows faint?
Who knows love that should understand all things but never seems to have a mind to?
Who knows love that would not even know itself?
Like a stranger in my self I sit in solitude in this uncharted forest
Lost to my self I hope my love finds me in her heart waiting for her
I can see her on the other side watching me like I am in a movie figuring out if all I do and tell her are part of a script with elaborate stants 
How do I tell her that all she see is more real than a reality show and if she would cut through the skin of my act she would find me in flesh, blood and in love
How would I say to her
This is not a drama and that being with her is the only thing I want to do with the rest of my life
That loving her is more than a purpose for my life but my fullness
The rest is flower close to my epitaph
But living with her is my life
Tonight that she holds me close in her heart
I close my eyes and wonder what her mind says
If she woul hold on till the end of forever
But I say that is not in my power to gift
Tonight is as good as happily ever after
And as long as forever



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