By Mark Marcus
Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would find you.
But some how, some way, I did for you are here, in my life.
In those moments when you and I lie together, stars crossed in the midnight sky, bodies crossed in the midnight hour, I know that I have, at long last, found perfect love.Â
While I know that neither you nor I are perfect, what joins us, the chemistry, the magic, the respect, the admiration, the awe, the life-force itself, transcends perfection and cradles our combined glory in ethereal splendor.
Thoughts of being parted from you make me miss you even when such thoughts are inspired by mere imagination.
I know you feel the same because when you touch me, your touch is softer than soft, sweeter than sweet, deeper than deep, hotter than hot, and more blessed than blessed could ever be,
Words are not clear enough, dreams are not long enough, desires are not powerful enough, consciousness is not wise enoughÂ to explain what we have.
For what we have is that which has never been before nor shall ever be again, perfect love.
With All That I Am,
(Sunday, December 07, 2008)