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by Kira Sep 30, 2008 category : Love, romance / lasting love
The wind howls. I pull my jacket tight around me. The bitter winds assault me. I am buffeted by the gust, Blown to and fro- Always on uneven footing- Always unbalanced.Then- I see him. He illuminates the night like The first dazzling rays of sunshine on my horizon. His presence fills me with a warmth that Drives away the invasive winds. His arms reach out, Holding me steady.My light. My rock. My love.