Floating in the ever swelling softness of time.

And I wait for you, my future, my love;

knowing you may never be.

Knowing the shine in my eyes may always be only a dream

of something beautiful.

Love.

Come to me, sweet love.

Steady my flight, and hold my heart.

Be my always and forever love.

Always and forever,

love.

Until forever ends.

And life begins again.

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