A sweet melodious voice sings continuously of him. The hands of my heart reach out for him and hold him gently. In him my smile finds new life. My moments search to share themselves with him, they find contentment in that reciprocation.
Some mysterious power shines brightly and warmly on the seed of our union, allowing it to grow.
The river of my tears has its spring in humble gratitude. Our union gives me joy like a clear open sky and like the wings required to fly in it. The flower of my being blossoms in remembrance of him. This perfect moment radiates like a beautiful sunrise of the Eternal Day of our Togetherness. My dreams prompt me to sleep so they may dance with him.