My Only 1

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As two become come one burning, in an intensity of passion second to none.

While there was love before you, it is a drop in the pail in contrast. A fools errand to ignore. I don't wish to rush this love. I only wish to embrace it in a savory way.

A drop in a pale life. A perfection not required no sickly sweetness required. The real, the you, 1 delivers my dreams, my panda pookie boo.

Foundations always take the longest time. It looks like nothing much is happening. This is due to the work being under surface. It is mandatory for a strong building atop. My dreams gaining strength. A massive churning. My passion burns once more. Our future finding us for ever more, around the cross, a turn, elevate...

My future was a hazard now I find a depth that has given sound, home, a love, reflections in friends so grand. Would you trade this? Not for anything, sorrow leads to sweet, another twist she gives me the strength. My balance is in grace I find a gravity, she calls me home.

The sweet rhombic embrace, I bow to fate.

I am no knight of nights. I am no drain of life. I found my purpose on this planet, finally some path worthy, a some question my judgment. I am never to question my commitment. In a fantasy could you be a bit diluted? Only if I entertain the passing judgments of outsiders.

They don't know me. They are clueless to how I operate...

They place their pragmatism above the magic in wonder. They think archers have lost their minds. No, I could never explain it to you, nor would you understand. Call us cowboys and move down your own lane.

We each have a path, none are the same. Once you see yours, you will no longer think these words are inane.

I mean what I say, I say what I mean. If you don't understand I guess there are always questions. If you jump to conclusions ill fate is your bane. If you take time to learn one another you will find loves embrace.

Loved Ever More,
Aaron Baker

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