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MERLIN ~~~~~~~~ Merlin he calls himself, from the land of dragons and hills. His magic touched me as I listened to him speak of mystical, magical places only our hearts could travel. I wandered by the streams, falling asleep, dreaming of only him. Pleasant thoughts lifted and carried me over majestic clouds to the places once beyond my reach. Although I did not know, he would come to love me too, I soon found my heart within his embrace, opening the hidden secret doors to my sheltered heart he emerged from within, as though he had been there along. And I longed to go and feel his touch. I laid my spirit, myself within him, him within me. Channeling pleasant thoughts, loving and warm energy uniting, intertwining, from afar. Our love, his, mine, true love, grounded to one another out of the past, here and into the future, forever. A feeling knocks, Some times the truest test of love is the one we can not see. Doors close, hearts cry. Lessons learned. A perfect love gone wrong, we go on. Wondering when our spirits will touch, even if briefly once again in some other place and time. |
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