"...still believe the best is yet to come..."
Sunrises and sunsets that can captivate eyes adorned by grace pale when compared to the love of a good woman. Sincere eyes that soothe. Hands that cup all care. A lap that can reassure the war weary mind. Lips that temper thirst and a symbiotic passion that cuts through every temporal wall.
The template left by heaven for love is this thing we can't seem to quantify because it's beyond our comprehension but sometimes...we're close enough.
"The young king gently asked his love: "Woman, my world is full but I love you and that is worth the effort it will take to expand my world for yours." "Is your love for me worth expanding your world for mine?" The young king went home alone that day"
Sometimes close enough. Sometimes...not enough. Even if it is a one sided endeavour...it's still worthy to be glorified. When it's real...it's eternal. The rendered rose that never dies. Live, love, lose, love again...live...
~Moses
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