What it should be, what it is
Her laugh is like a clarion call. It rings across my soul as if it were
a call to prayer. It gives my spirit wings, on which I ascend to
heights both terrifying and glorious. Her smile is like the crowning of
the sunrise on mountain peaks. It humbles me, moving me to gratitude.
Surely I am the most fortunate man that has drawn breath. Secrets,
warm and deep, play across her face like dappled sunlight through leaves
in a breeze. The flush of her cheek speaks volumes.
Her presence in my life moves me. Moves me from my chaos, to a peace that
only a love truly deep and fulfilling can bring. Moves me from my
darkness, to a free and easy laughter. Our souls are twin, our humor
made effortless as we laugh with one mind, one voice, one breath. Moves
me from my uncertainty, to the warm confidence and serenity of her
love. A love that's like an oasis to my soul.
Her love is a gift to me. Good fortune such as I have never known, and had never
thought that I would deserve. Her touch reduces me to the boy who could
never have hoped to be loved by someone so wonderful in so many ways.
It heals my soul and gives me hope. Aches of past grief fade, and give way to joy,
like frost giving way to the warmth of the sun. I find that joy, once thought lost to me,
comes easier now than it ever has before. Easier than breathing. To laugh again,
to smile, to know that I'm completely understood, and complete. It fills me daily with a
growing wonder. This is where I'm meant to be. This is what joy is.
a call to prayer. It gives my spirit wings, on which I ascend to
heights both terrifying and glorious. Her smile is like the crowning of
the sunrise on mountain peaks. It humbles me, moving me to gratitude.
Surely I am the most fortunate man that has drawn breath. Secrets,
warm and deep, play across her face like dappled sunlight through leaves
in a breeze. The flush of her cheek speaks volumes.
Her presence in my life moves me. Moves me from my chaos, to a peace that
only a love truly deep and fulfilling can bring. Moves me from my
darkness, to a free and easy laughter. Our souls are twin, our humor
made effortless as we laugh with one mind, one voice, one breath. Moves
me from my uncertainty, to the warm confidence and serenity of her
love. A love that's like an oasis to my soul.
Her love is a gift to me. Good fortune such as I have never known, and had never
thought that I would deserve. Her touch reduces me to the boy who could
never have hoped to be loved by someone so wonderful in so many ways.
It heals my soul and gives me hope. Aches of past grief fade, and give way to joy,
like frost giving way to the warmth of the sun. I find that joy, once thought lost to me,
comes easier now than it ever has before. Easier than breathing. To laugh again,
to smile, to know that I'm completely understood, and complete. It fills me daily with a
growing wonder. This is where I'm meant to be. This is what joy is.