Tuesday, July 19, 2005
I love you dear...
No matter what happens, love will find a way. Love is the way we are together, the matching of two souls as our hearts soar as one.
The cruise-ship casts a shadow of deep blue on the sparkling ocean. Bright sunlight teases the waves into flashing diamonds captured fleetingly on a netting of cobalt silk. The gulls soar lazily and squawk in a sky washed clean of the past night's storm, now filled with the sun's golden hue. The ship floats contentedly upon these waters, shifting, smiling... The horizon is screened by the brilliance of the day; so lies this moment - the present... The peace.
1:41 AM