I often wonder
how I manage to lose myself in you,
again and again.
Two wandering souls,
meandering through
the trivialities of existence,
yet hopelessly smitten.
Like a bumblebee,
intoxicated by love,
drawn irresistibly
to the queen of flowers.
I love you more today
than I did yesterday,
and tomorrow,
I shall love you more still.
Through thick and thin,
through joy and sorrow,
through all that life bestows upon us,
and all that it takes away.
I shall find myself
losing myself in you,
again and again.
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