Monday, February 01, 2010

the man of my dreams is a lover
a lover of souls and of dreams
of nature and beauty
of life and all of its experiences

he loves wholly
experiences deeply
lives freely
and gives and gives
and gives

to the world
as much as the world has given him
as much as the world has given anyone

i love him for loving. living. giving. and.. i don't think i can love someone who does not love the world with every inch of his body, whose heart does not pump love through each artery, vein, and capillary to his every organ and extremity.

okay took that metaphor a little too far.