Two adirondack chairs overlooking a quiet field, a starry night with a slight chill to the air, couple mugs of coffee (maybe Irish coffee), and we can share a blanket. If it starts snowing...well, that's ok too. We can go inside and sit by the fire to warm up. And maybe we'll kiss.

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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.

For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.

Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.