"I think myself a ship and you the sea, oh how you move me. I think myself a tree and you a breeze..."

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I think myself a ship and you the sea, oh how you move me.

I think myself a tree and you a breeze flowing; the way we dance, kisses falling gently like autumnal leaves.

I think myself a star and you the night sky, invisible to all but your amorous gaze.

I think myself a shadow and you the light, impossible without you.

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- harmonyindissonance, Unopened Letters (via wnq-writers)