The Clouds Paint in Swirling Array

[silent-tears]

… In the gentle breeze of winter’s morn

In the warmth of breaking sun

The clouds paint in swirling array

The truth and peace of finding that one

When souls collide

And hearts find a single shared beat

When fingers sense the hand it has missed

It’s in her eyes as she glows with a smile

It’s in her laugh as she knows that she is yours and you are hers

It’s in a kiss shared as you both hunger for each other like cool air and water after a hot desert walk

It’s the music that resonates in your souls after your bodies have given everything they have with ecstatic joy, and you rest in each other’s arms.

You know you’ve found the one for whom you’ve searched a lifetime

And the worries and fears of the world around you fade

Love this...

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