I have been told several times that once a man finds the right woman, sooner he realizes it was too late for him to take any step. I thought once a heart starts to beat then it is an announcement of life, but as I go through this state of coming late experience, I can’t but see it clear and feel it deep inside, that heart beats announce either revival or death. There is nothing to be so sure about, not in heavens and not on earth.
That feeling within my heart towards you is something that existed before they two came to earth, it existed long before Romeo and Juliet, longer before pharaohs mummified their great grand fathers, long before thunder hit Mount Olympus ordered by the greatest god of all “Zeus”. This feeling of love towards you existed before human eye could see for the first and last time every detail of goddess Artemis’s naked body, and before Herostratus destroyed her temple. That love; this love existed long before Othello kissed for the last time the hands of his beloved wife Desdemona before killing her driven by a brutal jealousy.
More than life, more than love, more than words would or could ever tell. I have become crazy about a mermaid. The one and sole representation of all womanhood on earth.
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