The ins of deep
In my dream playing
things of a time when what is desired is constantly renewed with feeling and
engagement that warms you from the inside. The proximity and closeness that
changes lives in assuredly noticeable ways even if the means of such
transformation is not all clear to observers.
In my mind is the
beauty of a city, a place that harbours memories so cherished by the sea and
the things we do with the people we meet. I walk through on bridges, crossing
roads to towpaths by marinas festooned with grand boats moored idling for ages.
Yet, it is about being with rather than being at.
In my heart, I am in
thrall of one who has touched me and brought joy into my being. Daily we see each
other, more from afar than near and I wonder just what life we could make it.
In the eyes, in the smiles, in the sound of laughter in reaction to many things
said, each like a symphony played on instruments of unique personality, we
relate so completely.
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