Met you awhile ago
I wasn’t sure what to think,
You seemed so out of reach,
So classed out.
But we found a spark, let it go and ignited
Somehow this fire burned and let it burn
Connecting, growing flowing is together
Wasn’t sure how.
You asked me about the 3rd, the love,
If it’s true and happens
Said yes and it all took flight
Sitting on this bed, talking, listening,
Memories, smiles, smells, cooking, our fun
Our Story telling, our hearts beating.
One thing to know the notes the music the beats
Another to feel them, move with them
Like knowing it was connected, from something before
A piercing, piercing through like a memory
Beginning, a deep immersion,
A place to start new.
You, my muse...