Michelle, Happy birthday! I could not ask for a better friend, nor could I imagine requesting more of you, for a full happiness already runs through me. ~ "Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt." __William Shakespeare ~ My love tiptoes across the floor of you, covering you in a radiance that exposes the slope of your neck. You ease into our love, devise another world that tips nectar into warm hands with a charity that’s like hot syrup pouring over the dawn. We glide with one another, a tenderness with a smile leant to the air and a speech that touches love and breathes allegiance. Our love wants to be a winter coat, cover for the iciness found on the streets, the bitter fists woven within the world’s rage. You want us contained by durable scrims of truth, a taut theater, a ready canvas lined with the crimson spirit. It is this; your love, that holds me like a fetter made of happiness, a seed woven inside the radi...
(The Weaver's Song)