The crackle of flame
The warmth of touch
The feeling of comfort
That only you bring.
The thrill of adventure
Found in your embrace
The feeling of safety
When I look at your face.
Our first chapter draws to a close.
I’ve not been the man I said I’d be.
Yet my love runs ever deeper.
I yearn for your hand in mine.
I see everything you do
I hear everything you say
I think about you every day
I feel the best I’ve ever felt.
Pure love is a funny thing
That easily evades my words.
Sadness, pain — those words come so easy.
These do not.
Like a star, your love burns so bright
Its warmth heating me to my core.
Though I fear getting burned
I fight my instinct to look for shade.
I may seem hesitant
I may seem afraid
But I am ready
To stand in the light with you.
I want the world to feel our love
To shield their eyes from our brilliance.
I want you to know that I stand firm
And welcome you into my heart.
I have come this far
Weathered, battered, and cold.
I came to you weary and scarred.
With you I have grown and healed.
You choose to stand with me
Through the last traces of those pains
When even I was not prepared
For the storm before the calm.
I want to look at myself again
As I stand next to you
Years from now
And barely notice the scars I once bore.
Every day that I feel your radiance
Replenishes my body and soul.
Together we can have the world
And turn it into our own paradise.
Rampant Swan 