posted on Mar, 20 2010 @ 12:33 PM
Every time I speak to this man, I feel something strange on my chest. I can not describe it into words, but I think it is what we call love. We stare
at each other for ages. We talk and we play. He is my best friend. We talk about everything and anything. We have no secrets, there is no need. We do
not judge. We accept each other for who we are.
It makes me happy every time I talk to him. He always has something new and interesting to say. I have only known this man for two weeks but it feels
like years. The things he says, very passionate and loving. His words resonate within me like a moving song.
He is the image I see when I stare in the mirror. He can only tell the truth, for he can not fool me. I stare deep into those eyes to see him for who
he truly is. I learn from him every day, and I can feel it. A constant overflow of energetic love surrounding my body.
This image I see is myself. He is me and I am him. Together, we form a bond that unlocks the power of creation. Fearless and determined. Nothing can
stop this bond. The image in the mirror has a mind of its own. It is the 'part' of me that guides my way. If I allow him to speak to me, and if I
let go of everything, and if I give him my undivided attention...the shining sun will be cast upon me.