You read me as if you wrote the book of who I am............
Who else could possibly understand me the way you do? You read me as if you wrote the book of who I am. Despite the fact, sometimes I travel where darkness presses against the sun, laying down nothing when morning warms the sweetness of life.
On those days, when time casually says I am crazy and wraps around in streams that haunt me with a quaint imprisonment, your smile moves through me in a delightful pleasure, caressing my face with your ways.
Sometimes I sit with my heart resting on the winds of pain and sorrow, lighting up fear and anger in never ending skies. You wait, because you know just what to do, standing silent, by my side.
Who else could possibly understand me the way you do? When it rains, you never try to change the air I breathe. When my sun is eclipsed by clouds of time and space, you never deny me the chance to stand with my eyes closed, until I am brave enough to open them and see.
You read me as if you wrote the book of who I am. As time passes, I see that what is unsaid, stares back with a message that arrives on golden wings. No one else understands me the way you do. Your fingers turn the pages of my soul, as if you wrote the book of me.
'When it rains you never try to change the air that I breathe...' that a grand compliment for someone who has captured the personality and life of another within the imaginationn, bringing to color what was once detailed in monochrome.
Delightful read...nicely penned with genuine emotion.
And lucky you are. What a wonderful gift you share with us and with your beloved. It is a rare gift --to be accepted and loved as we are. Wonderful read.
The desire to be understood and accepted for oneself is universal; the actual occurrence is rare and wonderful. Few can find it, fewer can keep hold of it. What a marvelous account of that elusive feeling...
'When it rains you never try to change the air that I breathe...' that a grand compliment for someone who has captured the personality and life of another within the imaginationn, bringing to color what was once detailed in monochrome.
Delightful read...nicely penned with genuine emotion.
Finding that special someone who can know you almost as well as you know yourself is a wonderful thing. But in my opinion no one knows you better than you, (your own heart) Very nice piece, loved the flow and your thought on this. Wonderful
My heart, turns the pages of my soul and wrote the book of me, ;)
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