this is for the above writing.

there are few moments when i feel what it is to know the beautiful warmth of a soft current's faint shaking of my soul. i feel so indebted and sincerely joyous for the words that i could share with a true human being. love is the only word, but i felt our exchange so close to me that i wanted to try to remember it or to write it down if only for it's pure, sincere beauty. that's what i've done here. just the words do so little. Sincere love, like the nameless, is the only word that i know that can even try to represent the hidden aspect and energy of opening for each other that cannot probably be understood through these words. nevertheless, i try because our conversation shook my soul.