Our desires are as changable as the wind.

Pleasures both simple and complex hold our fascination with their

textures,

colors,

and such wonderful tastes.

You are my pulse.

Our passion runs deeper than any ocean.

Emotions build, griping our hearts with fires that build from ashes long dead

frozen,

buried,

and now eternally revived.

You are my kin.

Our bond is stronger than any of this earth.

Simple blood does not bind us; often, those bound by blood are

frightened,

angry,

and so terribly alone.

You are my spirit.

Our love is a circle, always was and never ending,

Continuing from life to life making sure we are never alone; we are

playmates,

lovers,

and partners forever.

You are my heart.