First times are always sacred. May we never run out of "firsts
I cannot be bound to the confines of your rules. I am the exception to them.
Souls soar high above reach, Hands extend but never touch, Words exchanged in dulcet tones, Tis a fated moment to understand one's truth, Time to let go.
I believe and therefore I am.
You can never appreciate the scent of a flower by another's description. Some things are left to experience. Journey of self.
