To my love,
it’s funny to have
what you never expect
love, as i understood it
was something outside my reach
until that night
on that bridge
looking for other creatures enjoying the cold
as we were
freezing, and a little bit miserable
separately
we clung to each other
just being
in the darkest part of the year
in the darkest part of my journey
you were there
not to be a light, though you were
but to be there, with me, at that time
in that place
you were humor
and information
and quiet, beautiful, passion
when your hand found mine
for that first time
and every time since
my head gets quiet
it’s so very loud in there
my heart slows
it beats so fast sometimes i think it will fly out of my chest
it says
like home, like home, like home
my breath smooths
it is not trapped in my chest
because you will always feel like home to me
and home is a
haven
and you are
my most wonderful, beautiful surprise
- dall-e generated
- This is my own work and has not been generated in whole or in part by AI
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