Love…
…bridges gaps, fills crevices and lights the unknown. It allows a person known only for days to feel like an old friend and one known for years to seem like they have always been there at your side.
Irish novelist and poet James Joyce
His heart danced
upon her movements
like a cork upon a tide.
He heard what
her eyes said
to him from beneath
their cowl
and knew that
in some dim past,
whether in life
or revery, he had heard
their tale before.
