I see dead/deeds people and awe (inferred) know it too

In this existence  I have touched and savored the existence of every and awe that could be loved and were, by I, myself. I can tell the disposition of your soul in the desired proximity of the truth or not. Just, by touch, or a handshake. Even, via a visual. I met a lady, her soul was powered by anger and her wildness of the prairie she once lived with was destroyed, by abuse. She warned me by snapping upon my gaze into the depth of how she perceived, me.

I knelt and pulled some select blades to adorn her with. One by one I dropped a single blade of grass upon her brow, and gently, blow it a weigh (inferred) from her proud face. I'd look a weigh (inferred) and beckon her to walk with me. Of, which, we did, and then return to the same spot. I knew, the sweetness of the grass she so chewed and I, jawed a chew and looked at her while I did it. She kissed me and filled my lungs, with her breath, from her mouth and retrieved that, which I had chewed.

And, I had just met this horse, named, lady! Love cannot bear the load of the destruction of truth and trust, even if the love survives!