I wonder how the conversation goes when our Souls talk to one another while we are asleep at night.
I know they converse because every time I wake up next to you, I feel this weight in my chest.
Heavy with Joy. It is the same feeling I get when I hear one of my favorite Soul songs.
Maybe you are my Soul song.
Perhaps that is why I have you on repeat throughout the day. All throughout my mind.
I dance to the thought of You.
If we were to replay each moment that we have shared, we could warm the winterlands and melt inches of snow into lifetimes. ...and Puddles.
Puddles are cycles. Let us enjoy them. Splash around in them like when we were 6 years old back in a cold Midwest February.
Let us enjoy them.
Eventually the puddles will dry.
That just means the sun has come out to provide a familiar warmth to what our memories hold.
That just means we are blessed. We do not depend on looking back.
The sun light will light up our path so that our Memories can be just that - Memories.
Not reasoning, but Memories. Not fuel, but Memories.
I bet the fuel comes from the conversations that our Souls have at while we are asleep at night.
I bet they are both Left and Right Brains. Because loving you is a dream, but is most logical.
Let me enjoy you
(to be continued and rearranged eventually so that it is not all over the place... Hmmm, sounds like Love, doesn't it? Fine tuning... until it is just right. ...and oh how you are just right!)
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