dionysius

In her eyes, I saw tomorrow..
A clear sky and beautiful night filled with stars.
I wanted to count, but it was too numerous, leaving me out in thought to what I've brought fought with her.
"Sit down and rest your head on my thigh as I stroke your hair line, speaking deeply to your soul, my Lord."
With the warmth, I was fastened to deep rest. My mind active as I thought of solutions to problems, not of my concern originally.

When a man finds peace, he thinks.
when a man is at peace, he thinks.
when a man is peace, he thanks.
Either way, the safety of his soul is in the one he calls home and the one who makes his heart find home in her.

This is my reality.
This is my reality with you.
This is the reality possible through you, for as colours meet and mix, so are our souls, and in union, we birth, new kinds, befitting for admirative gaze, and awe.
Yet at the end, I tip my hat to you and say, "This is all you; this is because you are..."

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