A flawless ivory silhouette stands in a room, the morning light breaks the drearey breekneess of the nights passing,
fragments of cosmic marvell dance in the streams of illumination that slice through the room, there in an instant my eyes
see absolute perfection. You, my love, looking through a window that gives you an illuminating grow. Your hair is as strands of spun sunlight
cascading across your shoulders, the way a new snow blankets a valley with majestic serenity. I watch the steam from your coffee raise to your
bosum and slowly entangle through your hair the way two lovers embrace one anothers hands, passionately, savoring each beautiful moment their
bodies share. Your beautiful perfection radiates in the light, it gives warmth to the very room you inhabit.
The sheer silken throw that drapes over you conveys all your wonder, leaving me speachless.
You are my gateway to the unknown universe, my intrepid compulsion to a consciousness that encourages me to evolve unto a plane of fluid like
awareness, totally emerged into quantum bliss. The understanding that I need not know everthing, more percisely, it is the way all things effect
one another, the fluidity of what makes us pliable in this diversified world. I am pleasantly enthralled by
your enigmatic character and unparalleled prowess.