Within the contours of my why, love’s divine meaning. Within the shape of my heart, the mosaic essence within love’s crimson hue. Within silhouette of my soul’s rhythmic significance, nuances of my love’s expression. Within the curves of my mind’s eye, the texturized reference of my love’s overarching context. Within the form of my being, the melodic nature of love’s perpetual breadth. Within profile of my poetic notion, my love’s deepest eMotion. Within the contoured beauty of love’s existence, the captivating grace of its purity, tracing the artistic character of my heart’s posture; contours of my why!
WCR
A Love Story! 
Beautifully written, my friend. Your words paint love in its purest God-given form.
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Appreciate the comment! God bless!
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My pleasure…
Be Safe, Be Well, Be Blessed.
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Be it texture, shade, light, motion, or sound: everything comes from the heart, and everything is for the heart.
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Absolutely!
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Wonderful and excellent way of writing Warren 🙏
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Blessings to you!
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🙏🙏🙏🙏
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