Leave me on a desserted island with nothing but a pen and a piece of paper; with those, I shall create myself another world.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Sparkles of initiation

The bliss of love.
Love that is easy.
Love that is simple.
Love that flows, expands, quadruples without effort.
Had I been told that it existed, I would have never believed.
Love that knows no stubornness.
Love that knows no games.
Love that replenishes itself
never restrained by boredom,
and re-occuring short-term frustration.
Had I been told that love dwells beyond the walls of fairytale castles,
I would have called you a liar.

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