A mystery I live
This thing called
love I cannot really explain, as I feel it in my heart, an emotion but not in
the singular of thoughts and feelings that occupy my mind. All my senses are
focused on the object of my desire, a desire that transcends every concept of what
I can perceive with my senses. I think of him and I am in another universe of
bliss and beauty that no words can describe and no talent in an artist can
capture on canvas.
The capacity that in ourselves has for the reciprocity of feeling, passion, expression and love is written
in poetry and sonnet, heard in song and music, yet is so uniquely individual
and personal, the experience of another only partly describes the relationships
of others.
The one who matters
You wonder how in the
ocean of literally unlimited choice, one and just one becomes the one you find
the unity of heart and life with. Notwithstanding that some one time lovers do
drift apart for all sorts of reasons, we do not start the journey of love on
the premise of its ending, we seek that it goes on forever.
That fact that we
cannot see the future is a good thing, because we take what we have today,
infuse it with hopes for the future and launch out on a journey of uncertainty
with the view that the growing bond of strength predicated on an affinity that
makes us glow from inside out in the presence and the arms of each other would
see us through the storms and sustain us within the joys.
Love is a wonder
Not only that, but it is also how we draw strength from each other, knowing that we no more face the world
alone but with an unimaginably formidable force of unity, in purpose, in
direction, in attainment, in achievement, in success, in life and much more. The
mystery of love and how it empowers lovers in the face of everything is still a
wonder to behold.
I fell in love almost
suddenly, and I know that this means so much more than I have ever felt with
anyone else that we will get married and celebrate it to ourselves and anyone
who will join us in this amazing thing. I love you, Brian, that is all
that matters.
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