Miles and miles between us-
a lake,
mountain ranges,
grassy plains
and snowy tundras. (well, possibly)
In moments you render me speachless:
I am so moved by your ability to make me feel
on top of all adversities.
How is that I now have you to call my own,
when I never dreamed I would love and be loved
by one who is so kind, so much more.
Gold rays of a new sun-day,
clear skies.
I know there will be earthquakes, tornadoes,
fires and stormy seas,
But is that not a part of loving someone?
Do love me.
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