He is her imagination.
He is her creative voice.
He is the paintbrush that she picks up everyday to paint the picture he has placed in her heart.
He is the wind she feels on her face when she is completely enjoying life.
He’s there when she drinks her cup of coffee in the morning, and tucks her in at night.
He is her inspiration.
He inspires her dreams.

He is the Spirit within her.


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