theoretically thinking, conceptually conceiving. breathing in visually stimulating ideals of the fields in which we lay. swimming in your spoken, choking on the sweetness that spills from the lips. catching drops of our souls which slip through the grips of tightly clenched fists. in all the earth's darkness we follow his light that protrudes through thick seams. reality molded and sculpted by our creators hands; depicted from his dreams. true love that never ceases, committed to one another, our lives devoted to thee. two is company, but its better with three... we < he
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