13.4.11

The way it is...

It was the gentle gust that hit my face
That was just as subtle as your endearing grace

It was a gaze into an endless starlit night
That reminded me of having you in sight

Like the ruthless contrast of cold and heat
You stood apart and proved unique

My growing urge and thirst to quench
You came, sealed and delivered, heaven sent

A wondrous emancipation of heightened tension
A special bond evolved within a shared dimension

A thousand words exchanged in silence
My face against yours in loving Constance

I’ll be the angel you dream of in times of need
I’ll be the soothing absorption of the wounds you bleed

Ill nurture, treasure and protect what I can’t replace
So that whenever I hold you, you’ll know you’re safe

It’s hard to let you know what you mean to me
I guess..... what I want is for us to build a family. (2009) RDS