Hope
from The Human Condition with Susan Marie Hosted by Susan Marie
My kiss may never meet your lips and our eyes may never be locked in ultimate ecstatic wonder, simply, of one another. My hands may never grasp your own, as they work their way along my skin, soft, pure, marking lines etched, eons ago recalled, remembered, brought to life for you, always for you, for us. only - This does not cause me grief, my sweet surrender. Our souls have met before and yet again, here and now. My love, we share lifetimes that others standing side by side may never discover. Our most holy union resides between the thin line that hides between the sunset and the ocean, eternal. Image & words © Susan Marie
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