Reflections of Serenity

I come home from a hard days work, it matters not what I do... my only love is to see your beautiful face.... your smiling eyes.... your open arms.... our home so high hidden within the snow-covered mountains.... so in love with you.... you are so happy to see me... so in love...

Not a worry in the world as I smell the fireplace.... warming our hearts within.... such love, such caring.... nothing else matters. I smell the cookies that you are baking for the holidays.... the smile in your eyes tell me of the love within your heart... you are so happy with me, and I love you forever.... everything that I live for....

As we sit in front of the fireplace, you slowly open a bottle of fine wine... all the while gazing into my soul with your beautiful eyes...

I gently hand you a single red rose... its beautiful fragrance smells like your skin... so mesmerizing, so soft....

I slowly move over and sit at our piano... every love song, every note... every key reminds me of you... I am so in love with you... The love flows from my fingers into the sounds.... Moonlight Sonata... only for you... the haunting melody fills the air and your eyes tell me that you feel the sadness behind the notes... and you shyly play with the rose...

You are the world to me.... everything I live for, everything I ever needed.... the love so pure... it makes the world so worth while... to simply gaze into your loving eyes makes years of suffering worth while.... here in the snow, with you... the snow, what does it mean.... the snow falling gently outside... what more could I possibly ask for... so happy to die within your arms... here in the snow... within our home.... gazing into your loving eyes.... you are everything that I ever searched for.... for you are pure happiness and love.... and you love me.... but it saddens me that you do not exist.... but perhaps you do.... but where are you? It saddens me to think that I am alone.... forever.... for this is all I ever really wanted.....

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