love is the elixir that she bathes in
dances, dreams and aches in. the ancient magic that stirs in her the dew on the grass the wisp of a cloud that travels past, lives is this girl that you desire but can never fully grasp as she is the one that soars in a dream back to her sleeping body soundly within the lines and rhymes of poetry she is the divine awakened mystery sublime enchanting outside of time she is the distant desire in your mind for what you would have never planned and cannot understand just take a breath and take her hand trust that all is well and you will not utterly lose yourself to a girl who bathes in the well of love. You'll only lose yourself just enough to find what distant inside You always knew you wanted from the beginning. Charity
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