Trail of Dust: Following a trail of dust on the road of love. We can’t see that far ahead. We can’t see that far behind. There is a feeling of excitement and intrepidity as the road winds. We feel as though we have traveled this winding road before. Yet, each trip has its own uniqueness.
All The Way: It rained all the way, but it still was a beautiful day. The rain showers continued all night. Even so, there was a feeling of joy in my heart. It is up to me as to how I allow external forces cause me to feel. I can look beyond the wet slippery
I will be your pillow. Lay your head on my chest and don’t worry about a thing. Let those who want jump to every short-lived fad, but you know where your security stands. Your Pillow: The quickness of the sand will swallow the gullible. Yet, you stand firm on the pillow. It is not fleeting
When I look at you, you definitely bring out the hunter gatherer in me. As I hold you in my arms, I simply want to melt you inside of me. Being with you is truly an up taking in the most exquisite places. Like a wonder flare in the making and a fountain of seductions
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I love you. We tell a relative or a friend that we love them. Do we really mean what we say? Or are we only making a conventional statement? How can you love someone who you do not spend time with and have shared experiences with? Distance does not bring closeness even if you have
