My love is like the Spring that comes forth after dark Winter.
Eager, yet shy, beneath her youthful gaze lies unboundable pure joy.
As she moves, it seems all of Creation walks with her.
<Something I wrote in 2004... I tried adding more lines to it- but they didn't work. I like it as it is. I didn't write this about anyone in particular... Its inspiration can be attributed to several amazing women I was fortunate to meet. Women who exude life (the lifeforce of creation) by their very presence. You know you feel good just being around them- their gentle encouragement causes you to move mountains. The mere sight of them causes you to rejoice for the wonderous joy of being alive.>
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