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OrphanOfTheStars: We're sitting in large rocking chair, its fluffy and red velevet sitting infront of a fire place. Your half conscious with your head leaning on my shoulder petting a cat. Our hot chocolet is steaming with tiny marshmellows in large green mugs that sit on a near table. Soft music is playing, most likely the matt good cd 'avalanche' with the beautiful orchistra melodies. As I run my hand through your hair as both absent-mindedly watch the snow flakes fall outside the window (I'm not concintrating on the flakes though, only on how much I love you). The baby sleeps in the crib only a few steps away. In this world there are no alarm clocks, no siguls to mark the end of an age. Only the simple happiness of our love that can keep us for all time. Every time I'm with you, its as if God himself aloud a peice of heavon on earth.


I love this man..