I dremt of a beautiful dance. Me in lace and my love smelling of a starched Shirt and burt's bees. There is a sunset and grass and stars so bright: and we are lost in eachother.
It was a beautiful dream; being twirled and dipped and kissed with his hands on my face like he sometimes did. Lifting me as he holds me close and our souls intertwine.
Such a simple and beautiful dream. Oh how hard separating is for me. How I wish you'd reach for me.
Promises of coming for me if the time ever came make my breath catch. Oh to be loved like that. To risk and fight and cleave to your love. Asking so much really I am.
Beloveds, love strongly and passionately so your love knows it. For doubting love is so painful.
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