Caitlin lit the last of a hundred candles moving quickly to place the cardinal flowers of passion beside the purpure ones of fidelity.
They say souls know not neither time nor distance in the weaving of two into one and in this instance, neither the hounds of hell nor the angels of heaven could have pierced the space between his eyes and hers.
2 friendly remarks:
I just happened to be listening to an old song by the Bangles, "Eternal Flame" while looking over this "Blog about the Blog" and I thought how appropriate this song with what Cait went through..(as far as I have gotten to, I haven't caught up yet to the present part of the story) still, I can imagine Cait singing this song to him at different parts of the story, still knowing the answer:
"Close your eyes, give me your hand...do you feel my heart beating? do you understand? do you feel the same? am I only dreaming? or is this burning... an eternal flame?"
O, that is a beautiful thought and one I think John would truly appreciate. I love how your mind works. Your body is not to bad either. Hugs and kisses my beautiful soul. :-D
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