In a church of my own we're perfect together
I recognize you in the stained glass

I keep going back
as if Im looking for something I have lost
back to the motherland, sisterland, fatherland
back to the beacon, the breast
the smell and taste of the breeze,
and the singing of the rain.

What are the chances you’d ever meet someone like that? he wondered. Someone you could love forever, someone who would forever love you back? And what did you do when that person was born half a world away? The math seemed impossible.

When the Lioness meets her Lion,,, all the house cats vanish.

Have you ever felt really close to someone? So close that you can't understand why you and the other person have two separate bodies, two separate skins?

I want you any way I can get you. Not because you’re beautiful or clever or kind or adorable, although devil knows you’re all those things. I want you because there’s no one else like you, and I don’t ever want to start a day without seeing you.