Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Midnight in Paris.

Two roads converged at the foot of a snow covered hill, one would surely lead to treasures while the other led downhill. I chose the former, for once in my life, as it glittered like gold. I was ecstatic, and so relieved, to have found someone so dear to hold. You are worth your weight in diamonds, pearls pale in comparison to your smile. The light behind your eyes fills me with wonder, and makes me pray that you will stay awhile. For once, body, heart, soul, and mind agree that you may just be the best thing to ever happen to me. All my troubles seem so far away now that you are near; your ability to listen, selflessly, makes me hopeful for future years. Together we will map the world, sip tea at noon in London, spend midnights in Paris, and then wake up to breakfast in Dublin. We can eat baguettes as we walk through the Parisian rain, dance along the river Seine, then indulge our senses as the Louvre works magic in our brains. My attraction to you is as solid as la tour Eiffel, take me in your arms, and watch my heart swell. My ego has finally been put to rest, I no longer react to jealous, jilted jokers or their jaded jest; on this quest, I have learned to live, and let live, to let go when need be, as the closer we grow, the more you set me free. I have been freed from the chains of oppression that once were, no longer filled with the obsessions that made life a blur. Instead, I stop and smell the roses with you, watch others take one step, as we take two. This love is effortless, effervescent, too, as you complement me perfectly, nothing is taboo. You have chased away the blues with the green, and hazel specks that dance inside your eyes, as I long to improve myself so I can be the man for you whose beauty is as majestic as the most beautiful sunrise. Your velvet kisses make me weak in the knees, as you whisper words reminiscent of a tropical breeze. We can sail the seas, explore this life as we walk hand in hand, I no longer believe you to be a figment of my imagination, nor an illusion, but instead, my promised land.

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