A Tribute To My Friends, A Salute to Love - This Side of the World
A writing in honor of an exalted echelon of people and now we profess love to this time of our lives. Moments spent in absolute abandon and worrisome happiness, trustful in the endurance of our choices and in the abundance of the perfect chance.
One less question. One less drama. And one more love to have.
So, I am more than just happy now. In the light of this betrayal of what I thought I would always be, reality becomes better than a dream. The waking moment becomes more desirable than the slumber that used to protect me. Here where I used to tread by my lonesome, a multitude stands. And the garden blooms and I am not alone.
In your arms, I am not alone. In the arms that hold this small side of the world together, I am not alone anymore.
And to quote the song that plays in the background: I can't wait to do this all over again.
I want to hear you beat.
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My heart on your chest and my hand in yours. This is a moment of rapture I never would have wanted any other way and in any other time.
One less question. One less drama. And one more love to have.
So, I am more than just happy now. In the light of this betrayal of what I thought I would always be, reality becomes better than a dream. The waking moment becomes more desirable than the slumber that used to protect me. Here where I used to tread by my lonesome, a multitude stands. And the garden blooms and I am not alone.
In your arms, I am not alone. In the arms that hold this small side of the world together, I am not alone anymore.
And to quote the song that plays in the background: I can't wait to do this all over again.
I want to hear you beat.
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My heart on your chest and my hand in yours. This is a moment of rapture I never would have wanted any other way and in any other time.