No one knows our story,
So who are they to judge?
Only if they knew this kind of love,
The way we feel about each other,
How connected we are.
So come what may,
We know everything will be okay.
The way we make each other feel,
Others may not believe it's true.
But they have no clue the power between us two.
You're my man and I'm your girl,
No one can ever change that between us.
Baby, I'm not ever giving you up without a fuss!
We are wild for each other, not in a "driving someone crazy" kind of way.
Just the fact that we're crazy about each other.
So no one knows our story, and we are still writing it as we go.  What the next chapter holds, we will only know when we get there.

It's been just being in His presence, or even thinking of him gives me tingles like a small jolt of electricity. His voice, I hear it and it instantly makes me smile, its calms me as he speaks ever so sweetly. His eyes, the sneaky way I look up at him and he suddenly looks right back to my eyes as if to read my mind. His touch, his slightest brush against my face with his beard, especially when his hands touch me in any place so sweet. His words, he always knows what to say and makes me melt into a puddle every single day. The sweetest words you ever read or hear.His energy, he possesses a pull, a magnetizing connection to him from deep inside his soul. His gentleness, he always wants to make sure everything is okay. Always checking in making me feel safe.His quietness, it always makes me question what's going on in his mind. I always pray it's me. His soul, filled with sweetness and kindness linked together with mine. His laugh. Always a joy for me to hear, I forever thankful when I am near. Most of all its His Heart and His Sweet Love, the biggest of them all, the way he has given me pieces of his heart to  keep. I will always take care of his heart as it's within mine so deep. This is where his love is shown so sweet to me. The love he gives is immensely shown to me. This has been one whole month of .....**HIS

We are always on the edge of something:
On the edge of danger,
On the edge of anger,
On the edge of laughter,
On the edge of tears,
On the edge of falling—
In or out of love.
Whatever edge you are on,
Just know this edge is safe,
For at the bottom of this edge,
there is no cliff.
All you need is a little faith,
to make it to the end.

Leanne
11/23/24

Orbit

Put a satellite into orbit;
The galaxy will watch it with the stars.

The ones set in place for all to see
Tell us stories of who you are.

The influence of this earthly planet,
The way the gravitational force occurs.

In astronauts’ celestial explorations,
This space full of stars is yours.

The way the Earth orbits the biggest and brightest star.
Is the way this satellite orbits among the moon.

Never stopping to settle down,
But knowing this satellite is orbiting around.

Always moving,
I’ll never stop waiting.

The satellite will be coming back around again for me.

Rain falls swiftly from the sky,
Feeling like little knives stabbing into my skin.
I try to duck and find cover,
All I can do is wait in pain until it's over.

Leanne
11/23/24

Whether you reach for a friend or a lover,
Always remember to reach for Mother.
When you reach, hold on tight;
Don't let what you love take flight.
Reach for stars, goals, and one another.

Leanne 11/23/24

I remember beautiful daisies
from when I was just a child.

The world around me seemed
to be so big and wild.

When I was young,
I would always pick the
biggest daisy I could find.

Id walk along the concrete
to see who would be mine.

“He loves me, he loves me not.”

Is what I would say,
as I pulled each perfect petal
from its beautiful display.

Not to harm it, but to cherish
it's wish for me that day.
That’s why I still grab a daisy
every time I see one when I pass by.

Once this  beautiful daisy has  
bloomed. It has a special magic trick
that it likes to do so it doesn’t die.

It’s also been given the name “day’s eye.”

When night comes,
it closes its petals over
the “eye” of the day past.

Then morning  comes and the daisy
opens its petals like a ray,
and the “eye” is ready for its new day at last.

As I’ve gotten older,
I don’t see many daisies around.

If I do, I grab one and
pull it from the ground.

This pretty little daisy,
hidden in the weeds,

Does it really answer
who truly loves me?

I often wish, as I did
when I was a little child,

That life would be just that innocent,
filled with cheerfulness and joy,
like this symbolic flower
does today in the wild.

Seasons of Change

Change is inevitable; it happens to all,
No one is exempt.
We sometimes must fall.
There are mountains we may struggle to climb,
Then the deep valleys where the vines intertwine.
It doesn't matter if you're there for the view;
It's something that everyone will stumble through.
But it's life we are living; some things you can't change.
Don't fear the long trek or the rugged terrain.
The valleys may hurt you or fill you with fear,
But don't hesitate; your loved ones are near.
Keep pushing and climbing; you'll soon reach the top.
Then once you realize upon looking down,
The trek you have been on is oh so profound.
You notice the trees, the leaves have since gone;
You wonder where time went; its kept ticking on.
For your time in the valley, you never noticed the trees;
You couldn't see the season of change in the leaves,
A Change unnoticed; as you couldn't see, with your head bowed down, looking away from above.
In this season of change, still not knowing why you were placed on this path. Some things don't add up; you can't do the math.
You never saw the beauty; it was hidden by your pain. If you keep looking back, you'll be behind in the game.
The ones who love you also care; if they weren't friends, they wouldn't be there, waiting for you and cheering you on. Giving you comfort with words oh so strong. They have your back as they lead you ahead. They travel this journey with you; not one has fled.
Just keep pushing forward, climb to the top, enjoy all the seasons as change never stops.

Serendipity
Sweet, unexpected serendipity.
This deep bond has taken hold of us.
An unexpected force of emotion
Shot straight into our hearts,
A powerful, serendipitous feeling, so profound and sweet.
This happy accident started a great, ongoing connection.
Bringing its breathtaking power to our Unexpected souls.
We are together on this ride of sweet serendipity.
It’s true: there is a beautiful beginning for me and you.

I’ll never forget that simple sweet Tuesday night .
Nerves were rushing, not because of being scared.
It was because everything felt so right .
It would be the first time we were face to face to share.
Talking about all the things that brought us there.
To see if this flame would continue to burn into a bigger fire.
From this moment I knew I would never be the same.
I have a vivid memory of what you were wearing.
A zipper fleece burgundy and some blue jeans..
Your face a spectacle,
Everything in my dreams.
Those eyes I’ve seen before,
But this time I could feel those eyes wanted the same if not even more.
Sitting as close as we could possibly sit.
I could hang on your arm and rest my head there; I would never forget.
No matter the time,
No matter the day,
I know for a fact, anytime spent with you would be simply sweet.
Just like that simply sweet Tuesday night!

I wonder what it will be like to be completely snuggled up with you.
Man, this is something I've wanted to do.
To feel your whole body completely next to mine.
Forget the throws of passion; body to body will be fine.
To feel the warmth of our arms and legs intertwined perfectly just right.
Yes, there will be plenty of emotions we will have to fight.
When we become so close that we feel each other's skin tingle with each sacred touch.
Heavens knows where our hands will lead and how we will love it so much.
I've been on fire for being snuggled up with you for a while.
I know that my hands want to travel Over all of you, for miles.
The way you sweetly touch me now, pure, longing touches bring me endless smiles.
To know what you do to me just by being snuggled up sitting side by side.
I can only dream and imagine, when there is nothing to hide.
Baby, Bring it on, I'm not scared.
I want to feel all of you, as I know how much you care.
Our hugs are out of this world, between us two.
Imagine when we're both horizontal, imagine how snuggled up I will get to you!.

To know someone who cares,
Who takes time to be aware.
Makes you always know that you are seen
You’re not cellophane, like you’ve felt you’ve been
In day and in night, you know that you’re blessed
When someone cares, even if you’ve been a hot mess.
To see how someone cares for their family so much.
Makes you know that they have a healing touch.
When there are words you feel you wish they knew.
But words you fear to express because they may be too out of the blue.
But when someone who cares comes along, out of the blue, just like you.
This can’t be just a coincidence, or a simple glitch in time
This has got to be something more because it’s so fine.
Taking our time getting to know each other is the most special part,
Just like the most special piece of beautiful art.
When this masterpiece is done and ready to be hung,
It’s hanging next to someone who cares,
That is where it can be hung between you and me.

It’s like you took out my soul and etched your name on it.
I wouldn’t trade it for any other moment.
The etch where your name is, there’s also a heart.
I would have let you put it there right from the start.
The feeling I felt—I knew it that night.
I knew that I would fall in love and feel just right.
I don’t say “I love you” and randomly give it away.  
So, for me to tell you I love you, I need and want you to stay.  
It’s like our souls connected the first night.
Then we sealed our souls with a kiss that felt wonderful and amazingly right.
I feel it deep down in my soul, right where your name is etched as if it were gold.
I know that my feelings for you will never grow old.
My heart beats so perfectly in sync,
Right within the rhythm of yours, as if they are linked.
I feel like together we are the best mix.
My soul and yours surely know what to fix.
Just so you know, if you haven’t already,
I’ll etch my name on your soul, true and steady
So you can carry me with you when we are apart.
Don’t forget, beside it I’ll even etch a sweet  heart.
All my love 💓
Leanne

Like the igniting of a tiny spark,
your love snuck right into my heart.
The tiny spark quickly grew into a flame,
My heart has never been the same.
The flame grew faster by the hour,
Igniting us like a wild campfire.
The campfire so bold and hot,
Grew triple the size with all of our thoughts.
The passion of our love cannot be easily contained,
by how much we love, even with the biggest flames.
The tiny spark, present even before we met, grew intensely stronger even before our first touch.
This love you give engulfs my entire being.
The love we share is beyond compare. How amazing this spark of connection between us is! Baby, we have so much more powerful, flame-worthy love to give!

I just want to tell you how incredible you are.
The way you speak to me, whether near or far.
The way you speak to my heart in unimaginable ways.
It's how I want to begin each beautiful day.
The way you stop me at a mirror melts me.
To see our reflection in the mirror, it's love that I see.
To hear you calling me beautiful brings tears to my eyes.
Just thinking about it, you speak so much to my heart.  I'll never tire of this high.

you know it’s crazy how I say I’m speechless about how I feel? What’s crazy is, if you read my poems, you’ll know this love is real.
So why do I say I’m speechless when I talk to you? I think it’s because you’re so well-spoken and wonderful, and I’m afraid I may say something that seems so aloof.
I can describe this speechless feeling as my breath being taken away, like I’ve been stunned by how much love you show me—I’m awestruck the care and the love that flows from you, in the way you hold me.
I feel that when I’m speechless your powerful love softly spreads upon me just right, sometimes your sweet and gentle voice comes stealing my voice like a thief in the night.
The things you speak to me are so wonderful and profound; it’s so hard to put into words this amazing love that I’ve found. It may seem funny because I’m writing words down—these words are different from the words I speak. I feel like a clown
igniting me, this little quiet ember, turned into a flame. You take this little stone and shine it up, beautiful for display.
I get this crazy emotion when it comes to you; I’m overtaken by the depth of our love. It’s never a sad emotion when tears leave my eyes because I know you’re not going anywhere; there’s really no reason to cry. Instead of speaking words, it’s easier for me to share, my emotions and words straight from my heart. I know you’ll always hear them because your always there.

Sunray
She sits alone in this darkened room,
She’s made friends with the shadows and prays silently in the gloom.

Hiding in the shadows away from all the light.
Little does she know, you can’t always hide from the bright.

That’s when glimmers of hope begin to appear.
The dust starts to rise in the light of rays breaking away her fear.

That’s when the sunrays suddenly shine right in her eyes.
She’s in awe and wonders asking questions why?

All but suddenly standing to look around her illuminated, once-darkened space.
Such motivating brightness made it hard to turn her face.

This was a divine blessing in crepuscular rays.
She felt she could live in this light for days.

Sunrays sent from heaven by the Son of God above.
For in this moment, she realized she had been divinely blessed by the whitest of doves.

She found strength in a cosmic anointing as God heard her silent prayers.
The sunrays now glisten, golden strands in her hair.

God showed her his everlasting love and promise for her depression.
She now stands to face God in his glorious light where she learns her lesson.

She overcame darkness through God’s holy words, “But for you who honor me, goodness will shine upon you like the sun, with healing in its rays” (Mal 4:2).

Majestical sunrays shine down onto us here below.
showing us God cares and we should never let go.

Leanne written December 2024

Emotional release,
A cleansing for your soul.
Sadness has a way to cease;
Happiness is on a roll.
The shock of life’s moments,
These are raindrops of the soul.
Expressing what you feel inside,
No need for noise or attention.
Just showing raw emotion,
Sometimes even in a rage.
These are the silent words of the soul,
The flow of sorrow’s river.
When grief or sadness draws near,
Emotional breakdowns and uncontrollable sadness—maybe fear?
These things happen to anyone.
These tiny little drops of dew,
Like those on the fresh morning green,
Are just tiny teardrops we all have seen.
If you haven’t, don’t say you never will.
These drops fall like a steady rain,
Not to hurt you or bring you down;
These are healing for you,
Like a medicine you release to relieve yourself.
These are your tears.

The color blue,
not just a random hue.
Blue begins the start of each day and continues through the night.  
Blue like the sadness you feel when your not feeling right.
Blue as the tears falling from your cheek when you start to overthink.
Blue like the deep waters; some will tread, others will sink.
Blue like the birds who flutter their wings high in the nest,
and stay snuggled under their mother’s breast.
Blue like the blood pulsing in your veins keeps your body living.
Blue like the color eyes you stare deep they just keep giving.  
Blue like the bluebells growing in a patch,
just putting a smile on your face when you pass.
Blue like the hottest part of a flame from a fire,
never touch no matter how much you desire.
Blue like the flag that holds the white stars tight representing our freedom and our rights.
Blue like your fingers and toes getting frozen from the weather, making it hard to move
Blue like the moon that Elvis sang about and he swooned us, too.
Blue can be the faintest hue to the deepest hue.
Blue can always look so good on you,
no matter what your mood,
What’s not to love about the color blue?

Hanging in the gallery of my soul, decorating the walls. I’ve hung many canvases, some that you have never seen.

The wall behind me holds a portrait,  painted beautiful with hues of green and blue; this portrait shows things in life that have never been.

Next, you will see a canvas painted with a beautiful bouquet, showing all the things I’ve given away in life.

Look to your left—don’t turn too far, you might miss this tiny masterpiece that some call art. This tiny art piece shows the littlest kidney bean in the palm of my hand. What was once a dark spot on it, now removed, shows how much grace this little thing has produced.

As you walk by, you see a hanging, almost clear sheet; this is what it feels like when people look at me.

On the wall behind the sheet is a beautiful display showing many footprints of everyone who has walked in my life today.

In the corner, on a little shelf, a broken vessel sits. This vessel was put back together without its biggest piece. Though tattered and misshapen, this vessel still shows so much beauty.

On the biggest wall, by itself, you see a boldly shaped red heart painted so brightly; this piece shows how my heart feels when I am being loved just right.

So, as you have walked and wandered in this gallery of my soul, I hope you find comfort and know that not all of your precious art can be sold.

Powdered concrete broken down,
Rocks show on the barren ground.
Tiny particles of dust and sand,
The dirt is rich in this poor land.
But you see a **** poke from a crack—
That's just a sign of beauty, new growth pushing concrete back.
The **** bares a sight of simple charm,
The sweetest daisy, growing strong, green leaves for arms.
The beauty this daisy possesses shows such grace;
It shines upon her yellow florets, her face.
What beauty comes from something walked on,
Something that's kicked and never looked upon!
This beautiful daisy, not only a new birth from the ground,
Shows signs of a new beginning and joy all around.

The tree on the hill, the strong and majestic oak, has roots spreading out beyond the safety of its beautiful canopy.

Could he be the roots that steady this noble oak tree, protecting it against all in war and peace? He doesn't know he helps to hold her steady in the storm.

Could she be the faith-filled canopy that covers the roots of this righteous tree, offering the beautiful acorn seeds that help share the love and good luck to the deep roots beyond the ground?

Like the oak tree and its roots, they both steady one another without knowing what each other does. Can our souls steady each other and love so deeply without revealing it?

They will always be connected, like the tree on the hill that produces beautiful flowers of hope in the fall, which is when they reconnect by the heart.

They both are like this tree, filled with wisdom. This wisdom gives the oak longevity and slow growth, which makes it so wise.

The longevity of their connection has been there from the start. They both have just hidden it deep inside their hearts.

Like the tree on the hill, the roots and tree are connected like souls mended together.
We may not understand it, but we hold onto this connection, one which we never knew we had.

Just like the oak tree's connection with its roots, she will be there for him, and he will be there for her, like the tree on the hill, taking care of one another from below to above.

Time checker  

I’m always a time checker,
Looking at my watch to see the time.

Questioning what’s coming up?
Looking always to see if im behind.

I hate to ever show up late to things,
But never like to be to early.

The countdown is always on ,
Waiting for the end of the day for me.

Always Checking how much time I have left before I go to sleep,
Until it’s time to wake.
So I can be awake and refreshed.

And take on another crazy day.
These crazy things I think about!
This silly thing called time.

Isn’t so silly when it goes to fast,
or seems to go to slow.
I hate spending so much time alone,

I love to be around the ones I love.
So maybe I can take a break from being a time checker and spend more time  just going with the flow.

Because there is one thing that’s for sure, time’s a precious thing,
So with me always checking time,
I’m just pushing away this beautiful life of mine.

I already miss you, and
I can’t wait to kiss you.

You sweet and handsome man.
I know you’re meant to be for me.
Like you’re a part of love’s divine plan.

You look so deeply into my eyes, like you’ve seen into them long before.
I feel like a creature inside your head and heart waiting to explore.

Seeing you happy and smiling makes me feel really happy too.
I get to love the sweetest of the sweet, to me the newest of the new.

This treasure that I’ve been given a chance to hold so dear, may mean nothing to some.
But for heaven’s sake, this treasure has been wonderful to me, I can’t wait for what’s to come.

He always has me, feeling in the best of ways, from today and all my yesterdays.
This sweet, handsome, and wholesome man is my baby. One of the sweetest Rays..

To feel in love with you is so vast and unexplainable; it's something hard for me to define,
this powerful closeness. That is what it's like between your love and mine.
To be held in your arms so tight and yet be so content,
it's in these moments that I know our souls and bodies together are meant.
Like the galaxy somehow holds all the stars together, that's how tight my love for you is, as it grasps hold. Imagine loving someone so deeply that words seem to slip through your fingers like sand, leaving you unable to speak. To feel a love like endless space and time. It's like the ocean's tide, constantly rolling in and out, flowing like the perfect rhyme.
Your love is like the pull of the moon on the sea's tide.
It is invisible yet undeniable and floods every shore along the ride.
That's what a love like yours is—something so fierce and infinite it defies words.
This love fits and feels meant to be as our souls pull each other forwards.

Under the moonlight, into the deep darkness,
The pale indigo moonbeams shine on all things here on Earth.
The stillness in the air causes the trees to stand alert.
Moonlight shines onto the creek where your dreams overflow.
I'm holding onto the moonlight casting down towards the dirt,
hitting rocks and pebbles like hidden silver treasure for me to search.
Each star, specifically placed in the sky, shines down, sparkling like diamonds into my eyes.
They reach the dull, dark brown hue and make them shine bright and new.
Down here, the nighttime sky guides me from behind,
sure to light the way so I am safe and secure from the deep darkness ahead.  
As I look, I see a white, cotton-like pillow on the ground.
It seems to be be a cloud that has fallen down.
It's not just a cloud that lay undisturbed,
but it's lit from within, like stars and moonbeams were placed inside.
This pillow is hard to resist; the comfort is evident from the sight of it.
I grab it up into my arms and hold it tight.
I carry it inside to sleep with it for the night.
I fall asleep so easily and relaxed with this pillow under my head.
Instantly dreaming of the nighttime sky that rescued me from the darkness I can finally leave behind.

I get to see this sweet man today.

He’s been running through my mind for days; I’d question if he even knows.

What strength his heart can hold!

But I know one thing for sure:
He’s already gotten this heart of mine to cure.

Have we been here before?
It seems all too familiar,
A very welcome, once-upon-a-memory.

It’s crazy how, with each other, you can be, you and, I can be me.

Communication flows like a river in continuous motion.

Not knowing where to go next,
But knowing there will be a next time.

It’s a spectacular feeling.
I can’t wait for when we get to see,
How much stronger our bond will be.

Getting to see this sweet man today
Has  given me the happiest outlook.
Oh, what it could it eventually be.

Warmth
Warm internal feeling
Warm like a real embrace
Warm like a cozy fireside
But the warmth from you feels the best
At least I imagine it would be
Not a question or doubt in my mind
That it can feel and warm the entirety of me
This warmth your soul possesses, to me, is in another world, so intimate and enticing.
This has me feeling you’re here with me, even when you’re not.
A warmth I long for, even in the softest embrace.
This warmth between us is brand new.
Imagine what more time will do!

Waves

Waves toss me against the tide,
Pushing and pulling at my sides.
I wonder and wait, will it subside?
Can this wave be but a beautiful ride?
The turmoil, the danger, the roughness at sea,
Were these waves meant only for me?

Is rescue coming? Please, hopefully soon.
Will it pull me to safety? Will it be my safe haven and refuge?

Waves, oh, so beautiful, your colors of turquoise blue and pearl white,
But waves, oh, how your danger pulls me into your riptide.

Waves, please be calm, be still, please be at peace.
Let me rest upon your still seas.

Every time I'm with you, just sitting by your side,
I feel as if we're together on some magical exploration ride.
Your never-ending attention to my every need
Makes me feel so wanted, so loved, so trusted, and seen.
The way we mesh together, as if we're the perfect fit.
My lips, your lips together, a perfect match, as if delicately knit.
My hand, your hand, holding each other so tight.
I would love to hold all of you exactly like this all night.
My eyes, your eyes, have this deep and longing stare.
It feels as if I can see you, even when you are not there.
My heart, your heart, both missing something for so long.
It's crazy how we found it, like the ending to a beautiful song.
We are like the pieces of a puzzle in which we don't completely fit, but if we were a puzzle just us, we would probably complete it.
With all that we have been missing, we have both found.
I know there is a plan for you and for me; don't you worry, I'm sticking around.

What do you see when you look my way?
Do you see me, or do you see something else?
Do you see all the imperfections I possess?
These imperfections make me feel less.
Like the shell of a girl in a picture frame.
Do you see what I see in the mirror looking back at me?
A body, all deformed but shapely; this body has had two beautiful babies.
What do you see when you look at my face?
Do you see the unevenness of my eyebrows and the squint in my left eye?
Maybe there are enough glasses for it to hide behind.
Do you see the freckles splattered on my face?
The sun hasn't been gentle on this aging face.
What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see my darkened eyes, so deep and dark that the colors almost don't shine?
Do you see this hair? It's starting to thin with little strands of gray.
What do you see when you look at this aging woman who is almost forty years old?
Maybe…me?

What’s the dill pickle?
Why are you so green?
Where do you come from?
Why do people think you’re mean?

You always taste so yummy,
Making my tummy very glad.
When I can’t have pickles, I
Get very sad.

Those green delicious spears such a delightful treat.
Some like them sour, and some weird ones like them sweet.

Pickles are the best snack in a lunch to pack,
Take them on a picnic, or eat them straight off the rack.

The best pickles are the ones straight from the cold.
Don’t forget the baby pickles; those things are so bold.

So when you hear, “What’s the dill pickle?”
Don’t think someone is asking you what’s up.
It’s them showing how much they love this snack.
This little snack you love to crunch.

What you do to me makes my emotions shine brightly on my face.
One second I'm smiling, surrounded by your shining grace.
The simple little goodbye brings the biggest emotional tears to my eyes.
Some might say, "Wow, she's certainly an emotional thing."
But baby, for you I'd truly do anything.
You have my heart, and have since day one.
I believe we were connected before we ever began.
What you do for me is the best thing, don't you know?
I can never let your beautiful love go.
You may help these silly tears to fall,
But baby, for you, I'd risk it all.
I want to  be the one you come to when your day is bad.
I want to be the one holding your hand.
I know this love is no silly phase of time.
I feel like it's been forever, that I've been yours, and you've been mine.
You can hold me forever.
It's what you do to me that I treasure.

What it feels like when I can’t breathe.
Like some thief just stole my joy,
Made me gasp for air.
It happens like this,
when I feel like no one cares.
Why am I like this?
So emotional,
Don’t they know it kills me,
to not be normal?
If I breathe in and out…
Like everyone else does.
Maybe I wouldn’t panic,
The endless teardrops barge past, my bloodshot, swollen eyes
Nothing about this is normal
But yet they criticize
Stop crying.
Just breathe.
There’s no need for tears.
It’s like being mocked has become my biggest fear.
It makes me feel insane.
And feel suffocated.
I know im not crazy,
I know im just different.
But for someone who suffers from, PTSD, there’s a big difference.
I have had my struggles and emotional trips. I have obsessive-compulsive thoughts that get stuck like a switch.
Some say it’s easy to handle
Just don’t think about it.
But once something is in my head, leaving doesn’t exist.
So if I’ve ever cared for you, you’re always in my head.
There’s no way for you to disappear even with a single med.
I just want to breathe normally.
I just want to be seen.
I just want to be okay.
I just want to be me.

When you hear the word "hero," you think of a strong person saving the world.
When I think of the word "hero," I think of you and how you have rescued me.
You may think you are anything but noble.
Or look and see your without your steed.
But to me, you're my hero because you know just what I need.
You may not think you're not worthy,
You have not be knighted by the sword.
But to me, your presence, personality, and love are more.
You may think you are not super, and you feel broken behind your mask.
But to me, I see a perfectly imperfect, super kind of man.
You may think your cape is missing.
You're not a hero in its absence.
But to me, no cape is needed to show a true hero to the masses.
You took all you are and all you have, and held my hand and me.
You speak to me as if I matter and make me feel so seen.
You're my hero; you've saved me from the sadness and loneliness I felt.
You're my hero, my unexpected blessing, whose whole being makes me melt.
You are my hero, my puzzle pieces that finally make me feel whole.
So when you hear the word hero and never think its you.
Just remember how wonderful the love is between us two.

Where the wind blows against the trees
and takes with it a trail of leaves.
The leaves fly away,
having no destination to stop and stay.
They keep floating through the air
on a wonderful trip without care.
Each leaf trails off on its own way, finding a place to rest and lay.
Within the magical, rhythmic breeze, two leaves trail alone.
They have no stop, just flying, maybe to their home.
Suddenly, the wind rushes the other way.
These two leaves start to float and sway,
Passing by one another,
barely catching sight of each other.
Then the wind turns to the softest breeze,
As the two leaves seem to land near one another with ease.
The two leaves, once in the air, destination unknown,
Found each other as they had felt alone.
The wind kicked up, pairing the two leaves together.
This sweet, natural connection as they rush and fall softly like two feathers.
These once solo leaves, floating in the wind,
Slowly held onto one another, a new friend.
Never to take flight alone again.
Now floating together in love’s sweet breeze
Are these two once solo leaves.

Have you ever just stopped and looked into the sky?
Have you ever looked up and wondered why?
The colors surround the sunset in the way they do.
I often wonder, and it makes me think of you.
It reminds me of the feeling I get when I look into your eyes.
It's that feeling I get still, that gives me butterflies.
The beautiful colors in the rays, cascading down.
Surely takes away any day when I have a frown.
The oranges, pinks, and yellows, too.
Melting all into one like an artist mixing hues.
Whenever I wonder what you feel for me,
I get this sense of warmth over my entirety.
The same warmth given to me on any single day,
When I look into the sky and it's you im reminded of, my wonderful Ray!

Man, you are the space between the seconds.
You are my special someone who makes me light up in your presence.

Perfect part of my everyday.
Everything about you came to me  packaged perfectly.
Ray, you're the reason this smile fills my face.
Souls connected, both at the same time and place.
Only you are my missing puzzle pieces; we fit perfect the way we do.
No one else is between us when it's just us two.
You are... my person.

Rescue in the storms of my life,
Always thoughtful to me, every day.
Yes, I yearn for you more and more.

You’re the spark brought to my life,
Opening my heart to let all of you  in.
Up into your eyes I look .

A closeness to you I long for
Respectful person in all you do.
Everyday is something new to explore
          with you
Let you linger forever with me.
Opening me up to see you completely.
Visions of him I see every single day,
Even when he’s not there,I see him
Delighted beyond measure to have
              found this man!
Ray, Always remember you are loved.

My someone who has crossed paths with me before.
My someone is my safe place in human form.
My someone who doesn’t judge my tears.
My someone who seems to settle all my fears.
My someone who knows my soul by looking into my eyes,
My someone with whom I get butterflies,
My someone who takes my breath away,
My someone who has brought sunshine into my skies of gray
My someone with whom we speak most when we’re quiet together,
My someone who makes me giggle as if I’m being tickled by a feather.
My someone whose touch is so sweet, for that I long.
My someone whose hands hold mine so strong.
My someone who I crave, not just romantic or ******.
My someone’s presence just makes me feel so full.
My someone instantly calms me.
You are my someone, and with you I always feel free.

      
RL❤️