Love is...
By UTTubby
an expression of true ways, of laughter, of moments we share, intimately and unconditionally. But, its NOT like a dream or NOT like a worn-out book to be placed upon a dusty shelf, but, to be consumed with desire when the cover is worn from reading it over and over again, then back to page 1. To Love; one must soar where eagles dare or sail across the stormy Seas or rise above the true-blue mountains, to treasure the gifts we share soley spoken from the heart. Written November 7th, 2001 © on Nov 07 2001 08:05 AM PST 0 • 8
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