January 9, 2007
Love has a way to confuse me, to move me, to make me new. It grounds me in an infinite world and reminds me I am finite. It liberates me from myself, and the notions I hold. Love is my saving grace. To my love, I will return, for your love shall always be with me.
Posted by mans0094 at January 9, 2007 7:51 PM