Friday, October 2, 2009

Day Three

In his arms, I find sanctuary from the past
The dark and empty days of my childhood recede
I am safe, I am loved

We found each other long ago,
but still learn more each day
He is my strength, my will

When I abandon hope, he helps me fight to find it
When I am adrift, he is my anchor and keeps me grounded
I am the person I am today because he loved me
I have everything because I dared to love him

We are bound for life, not by the rings we wear
Not by the piece of paper that claims it so
But by love that is so pure and deep
It has become as tangible as the rings we wear,
and is stronger than platinum or gold

(For G)

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