Thursday, August 18, 2011

- State, Condition, Movement -

Your love rips through me like a tornado
Scattering me all over the place
Leaving me not a second to sit still
Driven here and there
By the direction of your heart
Places I have never been
Places yet to be
Wherever I am
Is everywhere I want to be
When I am with you
Love is a state, a condition, a movement
We have all we need in this moment
This moment where love resides

-Dawn H.
02/12/11
@ 10:27 a.m.

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