Adventures do have a price, they take conviction and a true heart, and none better food for a long journey than love. Its a long travel, and any traveler knows, that to reach the destination, was never the point of the it. Be brave, come along and there is much to see, to discover the expanse and meaning of your life. There are fruits to pick up and people to meet and cultures to explore. You will fall and get pushed and get hurt. Occasionally the warmth of my arms may not be enough, and in those moments you will have to find the steadiness of your own heart. And then you shall know, you have grown wiser. You see, my love, Roses for all their beauty, do have thorns. Yet in history one man outstretched his arms through the bushes, to pick one. Bruised, he discovered their fragrance.
Its not about bearing each other, but about accepting the other as a fellow traveler, whom you trust. Each one has his powers to give, If I can think kite flying, you can probably do kite flying better than me consistently, everyday. What my imagination starts, your discipline completes. When my love makes your nights wonderful, your energy makes my days delightful.
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ooh nice..the line on roses was lovely :). . .
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