So Beauteous Is My Love for Thee     While strolling along in the park, at dusk, an old man called out to me, “Young man, yes, you in all black, you wearing the suit, come over here and talk with me for awhile,” and I did. We talked of days passed by, of love, and of letters that would pass in the mail, between lovers, his lover. He said to me, “Young man what do you know of love, with all your new fangled gadgets, what do you know of the separation of lovers, and anticipation for the mail?” I smiled, a sly all knowing grin, and replied, “EVERYTHING, sir.” The street light caught a glimpse of my fang. It was then that the old man realized, he was talking to the Prince of Darkness. “No need to be afraid,” I said. “Sit with me here awhile now, old man, as I have sat with you, while I tell you about my love,” and the fear in his eyes disappeared, when he saw the tenderness upon my face, as I spoke of thee. “So beauteous is my love, there is nothing to compare. For even the fair maiden you spoke of earlier, would surely wither and pale in his light. So endless is my love, for this most beauteous Adonis, if you look up into the sky at night, at the moon, and all the stars, even that is but a tiny speck of nothing. The wind, sir, carries his name, and the water his spirit, and it washes away all my sins and imperfections, transporting me from darkness, back into light. The old man sat speechless, and the street light caught a glimpse of a tear, rolling down my cheek, and the old man reached out, wiping it away with his hand. “Go,” I said. “Go now that I might sit in quiet meditation, sending my spirit out to my love. It will be carried by wind, and mail, and is filled with love, understanding, acceptance, comfort, and protection. For today, and any day, that he may need it.”   -- Theron Beugin  

Angel of Mine	Imprisoned By Desire
A Promise of Unconditional Love	In Perfect Adoration
The Circle of Love	Letting Go
Color of Love	Life's Rose
Emancipation of the Soul	Love's Spell
Ever Changing Tide	So Beauteous Is My Love for Thee
Faith Is A Condition of Love	Trading Places
Fate's Chance	True Love
His Royal Highness, Christopher...	When Will There Be A Rainbow?
I Am	Winter of Your Soul
Illusions of Love	With Just A Little Faith

 

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