He is here, my man. So generous and I am accepting of whatever and everything he gifts me with.
His shoulders my home, my shelter.
When I look up into his eyes, I meet calm of the face that I adore.
We are at the wild sea of the past, my boat isn't shaken no more.
Rays of warm, accepting sun pierce through my entire body.
I cry.
I cry for this day . As i cried back then when loneliness was the sister I've never had.
When i used to call onto the empty walls and touch myself to keep my mind from falling into the pit of despair.
The land is within reach now. I never thought I would be so free.
But here he is.
He's the wind in my hair. My tears all gone, salt on his lips. I am trembling.
Ecstasy is to follow while we seal the day with a kiss or a hundred of them .
I fall floating with clouds until the very next morning when i open my eyes and pray for my dreams to come true.
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