
To my Lumina,
... and I have felt so much for you since I've moved away.
I've felt comfort,
then disdain,
then pure release,
and then anger,
and then sweet nectar of joy.
So this is what's it's like to be away.
I radiate you in my daily walkings, and I shower you with me in your daily water.
May I stain your skin...
and drench your core...
...that I may always be part of you.
I believe in your days and all with which you fill them.
I believe in your ideas and all with which you create their possibilities.
I am yours, dearest.
And you are most preciously,
mine.
Adoringly, Emily
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