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tornado spinning around me, a little scary but the wind feels nice on my face, gentle finger tips brushing the hair out of my eyes, its not grey like in the movies, its every shade of every color, its so bright, its lovely, like glitter, like a kid splattering paint on his paper, like that first embarrassed gaze, it’s love. Its love. And I'm finally dancing, spinning in a white dress and a black bow, arms stretching to Heaven, a little girl crying, “Daddy hold me!” I'm dancing on my toes, I'm laughing, I'm alive! Like happiness is a song I heard murmur in your chest, your sighs, a cats purr, and now I cant help but hum it every moment, it’s the rhythm of my breathing, the beat of my steps, it’s the melody to my laughter, its you.

Such gifts I don’t deserve. I'm just a mist, I'm nothing at all. And yet I'm rubies, I'm diamonds, I'm the name written on your hand, I'm beloved, I'm adored, I'm yours. It makes no sense. I'm yours. Whispered prayers with an aching voice turn to laughing, weeping joy, shouting with ferocious love, dancing with abandon, “How could you? How could you! …thank you.” It wasn’t a dream Dear, this is your life. Its real. Don’t you understand yet? I love you.

Let it consume you.