Love

Love Like the flight of a butterfly, your hand softly caresses my face. Your touch fills my heart with thoughts of a warm and wonderful place my eyes cannot see, and my soul cannot feel. As you gently stare into my eyes, my dreams become reality. The anguish I felt for so long is now a fleeting memory as if it were never born. Your love has restored my spirit, my will, for you complete the missing piece in my life. As I gaze up at your beauty, remembering every line, every facet of your face, unable to look away, praying it will always be there. I realize the warm and wonderful place that has echoed through my thoughts is the heart that beats in you, a heart that fills the emptiness in mine. To me, the universe no longer has mysteries, for I have found my destiny in life, and in death. V.M. Tackett