You are like the morning mist
I feel you all around me
but when I reach for you there is nothing to hold...
elusive, this thing called love
Moments in the sun warm your beautiful face
a glimpse of the women I fell in Love with,
then the mist returns, surround and swallows you whole..
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"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you." "Does it hurt" asked the Rabbit, "Sometimes", said the Skin Horse, for he was always honest.
" It's a Kind of testing, The kind of testing that spiritual warriors need in order to awaken their Heart" PC
