Friday, August 22, 2008
Do you know when I love you the most?
When you are laughing so hard
That you can't stop.
That is when you are most yourself.
Free of inhibitions
And the driving force within
That makes you feel
The need to be perfect.
Now that I've told you,
Maybe I've taken away
Your freedom to do that
Excerpted from the book, "One Heart's Journey"
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