Before I Knew Your Name

Oh the way we love each other, perpetually.

Not that in how we show up each day doesn’t change.

It’s just the sure footing of our love doesn’t.

Unwavering, strong, passionate, full of deep reverence & the tenderest of moments.

“you are mine”, we declare.

Not from a place of ownership.

No, my love, we know better than that.

But from a sacred space of feeling proud in what we have built alongside & with one another.

Touching your body first thing in the morning is home.

The way you kiss my lips, softly at first, & then only pull me closer to kiss me deeper.

Because our love creates an ache.

The most delicious of aches, coming from a place the world doesn’t yet have the written word for.

The nuzzling into my neck after an arduous day & knowing I’ve got you. All the damn way.

You see, I sense & feel all the ways tension dissolves away as my fingers run through your hair.

The patience, presence & considered energy we bring to the difficult conversations we need to have. It’s never, though easy, my darling.

We may even hurt each other at times.

But our differences are what make up the magic of who we are together.

“I see your flaws & I love you anyway.”

More than that, I accept you despite them.

I am right here. Loving you, for all that you are.

What a safe, peaceful & special space to be in with you, with all of you.

Together navigating the tapestry of life, whatever that brings.

Dancing in the playground of abundance we are already a part of. both understanding how we are but a fleeting moment of time, energy & space.

And yet, somehow, also feeling that our love is powerful enough to disarm that reality in our hearts, even just for a quiet moment or two, every single day. And just how beautiful that really is.