When you call me

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When I call your name
you are there
even when it cannot be

When I call your name
I feel the connection
you are here with me

When I look at you
I see the future looking back
When I look at you
I see all I’ve ever had

When you look at me
a crimson stain blushes my face
An appropriate response
to one who possesses every grace

When I dream of you
I wake to find a smile
Whether you are here
or separated from me by miles

You are all I ever wanted
and all that I shall need
that single missing piece
a love untouched and unhurried

Call it fate or kismet,
call it the heart’s free will,
but I’ve loved you forever
and promise I always will.

Me, it was a singular
for then there was no one
and then I discovered
you are…

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With Permission

Source of Inspiration

girl in river

I’m giving myself permission
to enjoy life–to even have
fun. Seems like this should be
my natural state–and it is–
except when I allow myself to
get bogged down in the
negativity of this world.

I am excited about life;
it constantly delights me.
How can people say they
are bored when we are
surrounded by so much
we can enjoy?

I open my arms
welcome the joy
spreading this wave
of happiness wherever
I go, fanning the fire
of love in all I meet.

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