Magical gift of love

It's not how much love we remove that makes me fall in love...

but the quantities of uncountable pixels we pour into our connection...

soo great that as flaws and mistakes occur they become mere winds blowing at branches soo solid...

nothing is lost...the roots where put with intelligent  intention...

it was not our will...but the universal intention set for our path....

magical gift...magical gift of love....

Ur soul is old...thou ur emotions new fresh and innocent with only good intentions