Her crystal eyes run so deep they could calm the most savage beast
Her mind, so vivid
Her imagination can spill pure magic onto the pages in front of her
Her voice, it can calm the most ferocious of waves
Her smile gives me solace when I am at my lowest
I could hear her speak for hours, without a minute passing
When she holds my hand, I feel safe
Though I walk the tormenting earthly fires of love
I carry no fear
With her at my side I feel as if the world is mine to mold
I would command the mountains to new heights
And the valleys to new depths
I would cherish her words as Gospel
Crown her Queen of my castle
Her very throne would be crafted from love incarnate and forged in the fires of passion
She is, my living purpose
The reason I run this race
A race to regain a love once lost before my time is through
To feel her heart beat in sync with mine before it beats for the last time
When the read me my Last Rights I want it to be long after our children have had children of their own
After I have lived to see your dreams come alive
I want to stand on an old wooden porch with you, our silver hair flowing in the wind
The sunset will shine on your face one last time
As your eyes gaze into the distance, like an ocean searching for a new place to rest
My soul departs
In that moment I will know
That I have filled my purpose
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Living Thoughts
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