January 13, 2012

My dearest,

Paradise is a pair of eyes that holds your gaze even when you are not looking, suffused with that unknowable, unholdable emotion – that fountain of emotion and hopes and dreams and fear and desire that is more than just feelings – captured in a moment that cannot be captured, a miracle that can only be observed if we are fortunate before it passes, a folding time that wraps around us like a warm coat held by someone who truly wants to hold us, now and now and a prayer for what could be an eternity almost, a paradise.

Yours, ever and always.