Beloved,

I stand before you –lost in the abyss of your gaze.  Your eyes fixed upon mine—silent—glaring.  I can sense you studying me.  You watch me with an unfamiliar intimacy.  Although I’ve known you deeply, my memories of you are vague.  It’s only when I close my eyes that your essence saturates my memories and infuses my spirit.  Inhale.  Exhale.  I closed my eyes.  I can remember what it felt like to frolic freely—limitlessly—unbounded.  Memories.  Only the heavens could define our limits?  Experience became our adversary and time became his accomplice.    I yearn to reestablish the childlike faith of that girl in the mirror.

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