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You and wine and candlelit nights. You are all I need. You are my religion, my universe, my mantra, my heart. 

You and wine and candlelit nights. You are all I need. You are my religion, my universe, my mantra, my heart. 

Thank you, Universe. I am so very grateful to be here.

Thank you, Universe. I am so very grateful to be here.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along. 
Rumi

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along. 

Rumi

I’ve never felt so homesick as when I woke up this morning without you. I miss you, my loving man. I’ll be home soon.

I’ve never felt so homesick as when I woke up this morning without you. I miss you, my loving man. I’ll be home soon.

We will have everything we yearn for in time.

We will have everything we yearn for in time.

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.
Pablo Neruda

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. 
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. 
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day 
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. 

I hunger for your sleek laugh, 
your hands the color of a savage harvest, 
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, 
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. 

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, 
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, 
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, 

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, 
hunting for you, for your hot heart, 
Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

Pablo Neruda

For so many months, this table was my sanctuary; I would sit here for hours a day and communicate with you, dream of you, pray to planets for us. This table is a sacred place for me. Here, I gave you my trust and love; my most precious gifts.

For so many months, this table was my sanctuary; I would sit here for hours a day and communicate with you, dream of you, pray to planets for us. This table is a sacred place for me. Here, I gave you my trust and love; my most precious gifts.

Early on I knew my love for you was worth any risk; my shoulders braced for our future like the fragile wings of the sparrow. Diving into the unknown I trusted the first fall would not bring an end to my life but a destined, indescribable, beginning.

Early on I knew my love for you was worth any risk; my shoulders braced for our future like the fragile wings of the sparrow. Diving into the unknown I trusted the first fall would not bring an end to my life but a destined, indescribable, beginning.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Pablo Neruda

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

Pablo Neruda

You sent me a photo of a lock; a secret language we both understood. Mementos symbolizing captive hearts, bound souls, and unbreakable trust. I still seek them out, but now, with you by my side. One day, we will add our lock to the bridge. I love you. Forever.

You sent me a photo of a lock; a secret language we both understood. Mementos symbolizing captive hearts, bound souls, and unbreakable trust. I still seek them out, but now, with you by my side. One day, we will add our lock to the bridge. I love you. Forever.