Little sweetheart, one day on our travels we found an ancient stone circle. It was actually a kind of double one, almost a circle within the circle itself.
It seemed to us both a holy and magical place and we stood there together, arms around one another breathing in the solemn moment, conjoined.
You captured this a moment later, kissing me and telling me that you loved me.
Just looking at it now reminds me how very blessed I am. My angel. My love.
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