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I was caught up in a rapture when I encountered him for the first time. 6’1, Brown eyes, Style 
beyond fly. A caramel cream tone, that draped over his “perfect for me” physique. His words 
resembled eloquence, his story full of suspense. From thence, I knew I wanted to inherit his 
every critique.

 

It was no ordinary love, we had been abundantly blessed. Usually when encountered with these 
emotions, I would regress. But why suppress? Why deny? Why hide the feelings of me when 2 
hearts could coincide. Why break the mold of surprise, when we could reverse the role of divide.

 

And it was so. We set the tone. We broke the mold. We got in tune with each other’s soul. And 
normally towards this type of journey I would never go. But his gravitational pull was more 
than my scientific being could ever revolt. He made my feelings remote, and we foreseen 
together the existence of our eternal being.

 

But then I had to realize. I was only foreseeing our future through my eyes. I couldn’t so soon 
finalize, when in fact that could be our demise. It’s TOO right. And I’ve learned my lesson from 
the previous and most recent times.  It takes two to fight. There is no union if there is no one 
there for you to unite. So I had to just be blatant and  asked him for the truth. To see if he 
could provide some proof .

 

And this is what he had to say, It confirmed we felt the same way;

 

“Magic has never really made sense to me. Illusion. Confusion. It was all the same to me. Then 
you came in to my life, like a thief in the night and took the disbelief out of me. Monogamy? 
Could it be? That you would come and cast this spell of love and bring my heart to relief? At 
first sight it resembled fantasy. But your kisses, like a pinch, always let me know this is reality. 
So fall deep with me. Who knew the pits of love would make us rise to destiny? What you 
foresee, is the very thing that I have envisioned, contemplated, and always relived in my 
dreams!”

 

After that I was sold. No law. No piece of paper. Could ever confirm what God has bestowed. 
Why do we need acceptance from the world, When all that should matter is what our hearts 
and our spirits know!
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