The Road of Love

A person is born, always seeking to connect to a flow of love, searches include things, places, event, and people, but the hunger and thirst is never quenched.  A person studies, reads, and looks at all things.  Then one day, like a spring rain on a dry garden, a mist awakens the soul.  Is is bliss, paradise, or even real?  The eyes of heaven are open when another searching soul is looking to connect.  It is called being in love, then the journey of discovery has no limits, ideas, or endings.  Two hands that travel together for eternity.  Now that is elixir that heaven has shared for two spirits to become soulmates forever.

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