It was no momentary occasion
That we met, that we loved
It was the joyous freedom of liberation
To have met you, to have stood by you
It was no casual handclasp
That you entered my life
At the right time
You came not as a judger
But to offer me a candid support
Of never having kissed before
And never having loved
In a European way
It was no momentary occasion
That we became sovereign
Among each other, dear
You are noble to me, sacred
You are forever there, one side of my soul
You say people come and people go
But I enjoy how easily you
Entrench yourself in my heart
I let you occupy the throne in me
As your smile has won me whole and true.
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Wuji Seshat 
I don’t know who inspires you to write these pieces, but am I ever thankful you’re inspired.
As I cannot figure out how you are so prolific either 😛
That was received with a blush and a smile. Thank you for that kindness.
Someone has stolen your heart, taken your breath and swept you up into the mists of love. This urges you to expel your thoughts like sighs of relief…which you generously share with us. Thank you. 🙂
i love this; it inspires me to write! you bring out in us the desire to enter the eternal conversation with you
Beautifully written! As usual you have such a captivating piece that just grasps ones attention!