posted on Apr, 15 2008 @ 12:04 AM
My love, I have tried with all my being to grasp a form comparable to my own, but nothing seems worthy.
I now know why Shakespeare could not compare his love to a summer's day.
It would be a crime to denounce the beauty of such a creature as he,
To simply cast away the precision God had placed in forging you.
Each facet of your being whether it physical or spiritual, is an ensnarement from which there is no release.
I wish to stay entrapped forever, with you for eternity.
Our hearts, always as one.
A gentle word like a spark of light,
Illuminates my soul.
And as each sound goes deeper,
It's YOU that makes me whole.