Warming Touch

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Flurry of fall, clouded vortice draw sunshine among the patches casting clouds afar. Troubles melt a postcard to the past, gripes fade, daylight compels. A holiday in part, good work imparting meanings. A fasting fox gave way to plea, guilty as charged the fox exclaims. One finds sympathetic friends, fantastic ways.

Who goes there? Dutch finds give a great depth to my world, home paused. Snapshots made, an island story in the land of the tulips. The river city landing, canal countries open skies in flurry. Will the sun be traded? Where shall the traveler be? Deutschland leaves me lasting love, one more entry upon the ledger.

Bee's at work brushing for honey comb, busy buzzing, sealing, queen checks, moved by a rhythm preparing love's game.

A new horizon found new friends made, my subtle standing evolves, hold holding fast those who remind me of that which remains. I know qualities of love from my brothers, sisters, both born of family, and grafting makes. We know a love of one other, truth born through support, surpassing the noble's chain.

What illuminations of a path we make? Striking the anvil together, parts restrung through a guide, pilgrimaging, collaborations, sung in chorus. While scars made given time to heal, add to a weave. Pages turn night into day, temporal ranging across open land, brightness, and sorrows finding weigh to finally understand.

Forever Ever Ever and Ever Loved
Aaron Baker

PS. A feast of imagination, wishes from the lips of angels turn fates separated, toward paths where souls forge. A confluence in flow together, our space never known a breadth in depth, remember slow is fast in our lovers game.

1 River Run Dedicated 4 Taylor Alison
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