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Souls’ touch three times…
Once in acquaintance…
Twice in the furtherance of knowing…
Thrice in embrace…
Either for the goodbye…
Or for the staying…
That interchange of me and you, adding, reshaping us both in ways hitherto unknown.
The Soul’s language is pure emotion. Our thoughts evoke said emotion…
our words ignite them like match to flame.
In good ways…bad ways…all ways in between.
I will always carry a piece of you, and you of me.
The length and breadth of our entirety.
How much of each of us we give or take, isn’t fully up to our proportionate desire…
it goes deeper than that.
In some cases, I am so grateful for this interchange. And sometimes…
I wish to have the piece of me back for it was given to a poor steward.
Time’s alchemy reigns supreme and soon enough I will be carried forth on its waves to new shores…new experiences. New embraces.
΅〜 ೋღ ♥ ღೋ 〜΅
If you would like me to read this to you…
∼ Reconstructing Christina ∼ 