these feelings, these emotions,

are but dandelion seeds,

adrift in the forests, swirling amongst the reeds.

this overwhelming love, this deep passion, this aching for you,

are but a yearning for something honest in a world so untrue.

these moments we spend, though we are apart, feel more real than the all the loves that have passed me by,

for it is with you, that I feel a sacred bond, a thread knotting us as one underneath the vast and glorious sky.

this thirst that ravages me, this hunger that savages me, this aching need that is felt deep within,

transcends all boundaries, deep inside the soul, beyond the superficial beauty that is merely a veneer, a skin.

these moments spent apart may feel like millennia ever so slowly hobbling along,

but what comes easily in this cruel world, let alone a confluence of souls fused together so strong.

this pain, this feeling of isolation, these pangs of longing,

cut deep, for how often does one feel such a soaring feeling of belonging.

these days, the moments, these weeks and months and years tiptoeing past us, slowing down time,

feeling like being separated by just a flimsy locked door,

feel like an eternity, but when have we felt this way before,

stricken by a love that scorches us to our very core.

who knows, we may never meet in this world of high walls, who knows the machinations of fate, who knows that we may have to silently this love endure,

but we can, and we should, and we must, take beautiful solace,

that we have been so blessed to have touched each other,

with a love so pristine,

a love so eternally pure.

ps: please excuse the paragraph and line spacing.

I am having a difficult time getting the formatting right on my handheld device.

thank you, dear friends, and warmest wishes and regards.