Love doesn't sit there like a stone. It has to be made like bread;
remade all the time, made new. I cannot live without you, my love.
I would breathe the air, and my heart would beat, but I would not
feel the joy of life. My dreams would be lost like a leaf carted
away by a storm. I would gaze at the starts without appreciating
the way they light up the sky. I would pass the roses in bloom
without noticing their beauty. I would no longer look forward to
each sunset and each dawn. I would be broken, never to be mended
again. Winter would own my heart: its icy breath
would steal the warmth in my soul, because I could not smile
without your love. I could not know laughter or happiness. You
are my prayer, my shelter from hopelessness and despair, my
sunshine, my light, my lazy days, my peaceful nights, and only
you can keep the spark in my soul burning
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Looking forward to hear from you soon
Iry