My Especially Glorified Jewel,
You mean everything to me! Without you, there would be no summer, no thread of God, no Holy Oak. Out of pure gold, you've been spun; an alchemical anomaly. A single whirl of your funny bone and each edge of the infinite becomes riveted in your Joy. Laughter brings us together when seriousness has forgotten how...and we are both calm after surrendering to the cosmic belly laugh. Today I am so grateful your eyes have met mine, and we can reach out to each other to express our Love.
I love You
Your Beloved
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