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How can it be that... that I have no fear or concern with the fact that you still touch the core of my very soul and heart? How do I find... that I love you deep within and know that I always will?
For what reason... do I always allow myself to relish in the moment of our meeting without any reservations? How can it be... that love so ancient, yet strong can survive all this emptiness?
For what reason? how can it be? is this real? Of course it is... how could it anything else be?
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