If I could have one piece of you, I’d choose your beautiful soul, from which stems the rest of you and molds you into who you are from who you were.
I know the day is coming — indeed we speak of it so often without any official plans being laid out. So freely and unashamed we soar through this verbal airspace together, sure of the calling we both have received. My love for you is pure, my dear, and as clear as the lake we swim through, yet even places such as this have their obstacles that slow things down.
Yet fear not, for the stars have been captured within a transparent shell, eager to take a hold of your hand and squeeze it for a lifetime. And all of its life, it will try desperately to keep up with the sparkle in your own eyes as they reflect the jewels buried further down.
I told you I was taking care of things. Just give it time sweety, and you’ll see just how busy I have been by the end of phase three. 😉
I love you, sweetheart, and cannot wait for the fusion of our hearts.
~The Sunrise Poet