It is the deep reflection
that your beauty incites in me,
Churning words of praise within
my mind and pushing my pen
across the page.
It is the fluent understanding
of the language of your eyes,
and speaking with you at length
without saying anything at all.
It is the realization
that you are with me
even when you are not
by my side.
To know that your thoughts,
unbound by distance or time,
fly faithfully to me
when we must be apart.
Bolivar and San Martin: Guayaquil, Ecuador
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