The Gift or the Curse

A light in the center of your darkness
The thought that is never far behind
The feeling of a greater presence
And a beauty, like a rose in bloom, full of life
A voice that sings in your dreams
The soft touch that never ends, the mask removed
The circle complete, full and large
Fading into the light, shadows in danger
From the first until the last
It's never the same twice
Emerging at the dawn of time
Never-ending, never fading
Growing strange with each passing moment
Always there, the flame never dying
The strong bond with an open hand
Touching nothing, holding through eternity
This is the true love
Loving with all, everything
Body, soul, heart, and mind
The ability to love forever