My star, my passion and flame...who are you? Thoughts of you flow like warm honey from my soul to my fingertips as I yet again try to form the words to express how deeply you have touched me...moved me...inspired me. But it is beyond words...beyond reason...beyond anything I've known...this thing that you do. Our physical paths have yet to cross, but I know you...have known you...have felt the essence of you...forever. I am consumed by the fire, which warms the soul of those who have the ability to find it within themselves and touch it within others. And I walk willingly and anxiously into the flames, exposing my skin to the searing heat of deep passion previously unknown. I dance with you in the flickering light , held tightly by your charms, I am mesmerized by your love. You are that for which every soul cries out, yet so few have ever found. I have seen inside your soul, walked in your garden, bathed in the light of the love that you reserve only for me. What dreams may come will pale in comparison to the one I have already found...or perhaps the one that found me. For as long as you desire, I will do all within my power to show you the same beauty within myself that is exquisitely held within you. I will be a mirror, so that you may see the things in yourself that you so wonderously inspire in me.