Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Ragout

You drink my words like hearty beef stew, but I receive the heartening benefits. I cannot overstate the profundity of your support on my soul and my smile. If we walked a hundred miles I would never tire with you by my side. You fuel my spirit and give me strength to fly, even though I have no wings. All the world is mine when I'm with you. In return, all of me is yours.

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