A relationship and Indian wedding portal by

 Craig - Liz Needham
In the midst of it all
There was nothing but desolation
Too long had passed
Since I let my feelings show.
Too much time had elapsed
Since I knew my destination.
My unemotion had become my foe.

But then he came one day
When I was least aware
Of needing to release
Pent-up emotion.
Suddenly, without warning,
he was there
And the spirits in my soul
Made rare commotion.

I knew not how long he would stay,
One day, a week, a year
Till he would go.
But he made my soul soar
One summer's day.
He gave me the hope
To carry on.
And he was beautiful.
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