Knowing you has been ambivalence, science, mystery and
silence. By spirit of excellence, to seize divinity, craving as one yearns,
fretting affection; brighter skies, treasured tomorrows, feigning deeper
comforts. Math of cosmos, delicate essence, brought into sullen warmth. To
speak the language, with dreams of purity, to know with surety. If one soul, as
words profess, with never-would consecrated, and days are authentic. Certain to show patience, feeling
inconsistent, with tolerance begging itself. Moments facing ambiguity—lunging into
emotions, framed by an uneasy static. As in spaces, asked to divulge pressures,
with articulation escaping us. Value of unknown presence, special
understanding, so natural to others, so deliberate to excellence; much
sincerity, beautiful aura, precious sight, longing for surrender, asked to make
assurance.
