shveal

One day she will come with the radiance of sunrise, I wish I knew her face, The woman whom shall make all the weeds around my heart wilt and perish, the woman who will plant a seed in my heart as I will hers, which will grow into a bountiful orchard to shelter and nourish us both, giving warmth and security to outlast forever. White will be her colour, to embarth her sweet softness, she will fall in love with my faults as I the same with her Her heart will be as mine, open and an infinite supply of love and understanding, absolute unconditional love shall pour forth into each other. Our nights shan’t be long enough to express

The indestructible fortress that exists between a man and a woman in love is what I yearn. Sharing everything, hiding nothing. Basking in the warmth of each others smiles and laughter. Tender moments of silence and wonder. Inhaling romance and appreciation." Just BEING together.

The peaceful pan flute enchants the complicated soul, enticing that to shed it's withered and brittle exoskeleton and expose the tender gentleness hidden within, which so many have hurt before. The thick skin produced to evade the scorn has hardened the body and enhanced insensitivity. For the world to love me, I must reveal myself without embarrassment and shame, love me for whom I am . Hear my piano of love, my violin of pain , there is so much room in my symphony for all to adjoin. So many times the fingers of the uncaring have played my keys, be gone, I shall play my own sweet ballad for all to enjoy, we can all rejoice in chor