Originally Posted by
logrus
Slowly, softly quietly she enters the room, her breath is silent and soft, soft as the gentle flap of a butterflies wing. My earth angel. The way she walks, the way she moves, every step has purpose, every motion is filled with grace. When she runs its like watching a creature of pure beauty, that moves as her long blond thigh length hair streams out behind her.
When I am angry, she brings peace into my heart mind and soul.
When I am sad, she brings light and joy into my heart.
Her voice is like a calm relaxing melody, similar to the sound of a calming babbling brook.
When we are apart, we are nothing but together we are everything. She is who I am and I am who she is, together we complete each other, not two halves of whole, but rather one whole broken apart and seperated into two seperate bodies.
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