Love…
…caught me by surprise when it arrived; when you arrived. From the first time we met I hoped we’d fall in love. I can’t remember life without you. It feels like I have always known you.
American poet, short story writer and novelist X. Williamson
I could
recognize
his soul
in mine
as much as
he could
find me
in his.
Our sole
existences
seemed to
have been
for this very
moment
when nothing
else mattered.
