I am cherishing an image of you in my thoughts, I
carried you with me as my talisman when I went
forth to discover new shores, now I'm returning
again to the beginning, the starting point that
makes my heart sing, the magical site where
your words shine so bright and you hold out
your hand to me enticingly cajoling for me
to follow you now, and willingly I agree to
meet a strange new future, delighted by
the shimmer of your smile, the mystery
in your countenance so that I expect
more joy than my mind can conjure...
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