Not long agoI met youway out in a fieldcoveredin flowers of faith,magic,and belief.They were coloredin shades of grace,love and hope.We sat on a giantbouldernext to a waterfalland your handgrabbed mineto touchthe very essenceof us.Looking into your eyesI witnessed all the beautyyou seein what insideI neglectto see of myself.We left the forestof wishesand memoriesreturningto the placeof waking dreamswithout youbut a handful ofperceptions leftfrom my travels...I am lovely because of you.