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Every night I lay my head upon my pillow, not really feeling as though I'm home. Yet seeing that bright light which illuminates our eyes when we close them getting brighter and now filling with colors of strength, love and courage. Is this because you walked into my life, I don't know. What I do know is that not a single moment goes by since our first encounter that I don't think of you. Mystery? I don't think so. It's was something deeper and far more meaningful to me. Yet, I didn't fully understand even that until we began to talk, and I began to see what it was. It's not something that just comes to everyone, in fact most will never know this feeling. For me it's like watching the beautiful seeds I planted began to sprout and when I see you it's like I'm seeing that very first blossom as it glows with such deep, vibrant colors each and every time. When we speak to one another, I might zone out at times not because I am not listening but because your voice is like the sounds of the song birds every morning I step out my door, it's mesmerizing and in its own right like a beautiful Symphony playing the most amazing love song. With your touch my whole body charges from that single spectacular moment. It's that feeling you get when you walk into the most beautiful, serene, solemn temple. I believe it's the same feeling that we will encounter at Mount Meru. You are the beautifulist of flowers, your fragrance fills every memory and heals every pain. You are more than special you are my soul, my life, my heart and my everything.
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Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 3:34 PM UTC
True Encounters
Every night I lay my head upon my pillow, not really feeling as though I'm home. Yet seeing that bright light which illuminates our eyes when we close them getting brighter and now filling with colors of strength, love and courage. Is this because you walked into my life, I don't know. What I do know is that not a single moment goes by since our first encounter that I don't think of you. Mystery? I don't think so. It's was something deeper and far more meaningful to me. Yet, I didn't fully understand even that until we began to talk, and I began to see what it was. It's not something that just comes to everyone, in fact most will never know this feeling. For me it's like watching the beautiful seeds I planted began to sprout and when I see you it's like I'm seeing that very first blossom as it glows with such deep, vibrant colors each and every time. When we speak to one another, I might zone out at times not because I am not listening but because your voice is like the sounds of the song birds every morning I step out my door, it's mesmerizing and in its own right like a beautiful Symphony playing the most amazing love song. With your touch my whole body charges from that single spectacular moment. It's that feeling you get when you walk into the most beautiful, serene, solemn temple. I believe it's the same feeling that we will encounter at Mount Meru. You are the beautifulist of flowers, your fragrance fills every memory and heals every pain. You are more than special you are my soul, my life, my heart and my everything.
eric-rovegno
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Colorado
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 3:34 PM UTC
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