My sweet love, you are more than enough and I have dreamt about the idea of you. Structured as a god, assertive with the scent of beauty. You came about. Somehow you searched and found...me.
I have hunted season after season. Heart after heart, love after love, tear after tear. My soul has developed, crossed through fields but reached and intertwined with yours.
Finally, has we reach for each other hands our souls come out and we are one.
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