Sunday, March 22, 2009

Oh Rapture, My Wings of Desire..."Little Bravo" or "Chip"

This is it.
We are together, finally, and my heart beats thrice as fast, as and when we are as one.
You of all are now the only thing that makes me feel young and old.
For you came to me in a torrent wind to fill this void.
You are the guide.
And when I hold your hands I am excited and I am frightened.
I love you for who you are and how together we are greater than this life.
I am free You are free We are free.
Oh Little Bravo.
Oh Chip.
My wings of desire.
I will care for you and love you until I am no more.

Bitchin infinite!










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