With You I will go. You are the fair One, and You are my lover!
The days are more than curious-they are mysterious even to the most casual of observers...
My hope is that the mysteries of the times become the norm of my today's and elusive tomorrows...
Like a weightless hummingbird, flitting from flower to flower, I thirst for the nectar of Your great love...
And as I drink deeply I am startled by the inebriation of your loving presence...
All I can do is laugh, spin and sing of the height, width, length, and breadth of the sheer joy that accompanies You!
Love struck-your son, Ron Ross
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