In Dublin's mist-kissed streets, we wander,
Two souls entwined, hearts aflame,
Anam cara, whispered by ancient stones,
A love deeper than the Liffey's flow.

I. Dawn's Embrace

At sunrise, we meet by Ha'penny Bridge,
Where copper pennies shimmer on water,
Your eyes, twin pools of mossy green,
Hold secrets only Dublin's cobbles know.

II. Whispers in Temple Bar

In Temple Bar's lively hum, we dance,
Fiddles and laughter weave our tale,
Your laughter, a melody of joy,
Echoes through centuries of poets' dreams.

III. Trinity's Library of Love

Beneath Trinity's ancient arches,
We read love letters etched in oak,
Your touch, a parchment of longing,
Pages turned by winds from distant shores.

IV. Stolen Kisses on Grafton Street

Grafton Street, where buskers serenade,
Our stolen kisses taste of rain and tea,
Your lips, like Dublin's cobblestone alleys,
Hold the promise of forevermore.

V. Cliffs of Howth, Our Sacred Cliff

On Howth's cliffs, we stand as one,
Wind-whipped and salt-kissed,
Your heartbeat, a rhythm of tides,
Pulls me closer to the edge of eternity.

VI. Guinness Pints and Shared Dreams

In snug pubs, we raise our Guinness pints,
To love, to laughter, to Dublin's magic,
Your whispers, like foam on stout,
Intoxicate my senses, leave me spellbound.

The electricity between us crackled with intensity. I felt like a scientist and an explorer, observing the phenomenon from both inside and outside my body. How could I be so turned on without even touching you?

It was your attention that opened me up in the most amazing way. Your curiosity, your gaze, your natural desire to explore this connection between us... I had never felt so out of control before. I was completely vulnerable, and yet I felt safe with you.

You had the courage to reveal your true self to me. You shared your darkest secrets and your brightest moments, and you invited me to join you in this journey.

At first, I was guarded. I wondered if we could really fit together so perfectly. Could I show you all of me? But over time, I dared to take the risk.

We took it slow, painfully slow at times. But I realized that the pace was exactly what we needed. I had to trust that this connection was real, that it wasn't just a figment of my imagination. It seemed too good to be true, but I kept leaning in. I stopped thinking and just felt.

And it turns out, what we have is as real as it gets. We've built something magical together over these many years, and I am beyond grateful for it.

You love me better than anyone ever has, even when you're not here. You challenge me, you inspire me, and you cherish me. I respect and trust your lead in ways I never thought I could trust and respect a man. You've shown me how it feels to truly love and be loved.

Crackling electricity between us. What was happening to me had never happened before, and I felt like both a scientist and an explorer, looking at it from both outside and inside at once. How could this be? How could my body be so turned on without even touching you?

It was your attention that opened me up in the most amazing way. Your curiosity, your gaze, your natural desire to discover this thing between us . . . And I’d never felt so out of control before. So in my involuntary. Truth was, I’d never before felt something so exquisite in my own body.

You gained the confidence to tell me who you really were. You shared shadowy parts and good parts, and you invited me out to play.

I feel safe but I was guarded. Was it really possible we could fit this well? Could I show you all of me?

Over those next several years, I dared to, just as you did.

We took it slow. Painfully slow, at times, until I realized that that pace was what We needed.

I needed to trust that this thing we were experiencing wasn’t a figment of my own imagination, some trappings of my wildest dreams that I projected onto you. It seemed too good to be true, but I kept leaning in. Don’t think just feel.

It turns out, this thing we have is as real as it gets. We’ve built something magical together over these many years, and that is something for which I am beyond grateful.

You love me better than anyone ever has, even in your absence. You challenge me, you call forward the best version of me, you inspire me, and you cherish me. I respect and trust your lead in ways I never thought I could trust and respect a man, and you’ve made it safe to do so. You’ve shown me how it feels to truly surrender and be met in that place by a powerful masculine, loving presence.

With you, I feel fully alive. Fully in my feminine. Fully engaged with life. Thank you for this life we get to live together. I love you.

Can we begin again?
The clock is running down
10-year plan approaching completion
Another turn around the sun
Countdown has begun

Here's a dream, a wish, floated in the wind
Until it reaches you in a whisper

She nestled in her perch, overlooking the trees
Passers-by and aquatic rhythms of NYC

Candlelight glowing, radiating, ready to receive you
Silk stockings, black and white, perfectly see-through
And visible for only you to see

He comes to her, to celebrate and paint the town
With shades of love and romance

Leaving his perch in Dublin, traversing the sea
To finally see what's on the other side, where love resides

"We would first need to be in the same room together," he said, "in order to know."

Unless you have a freak flag hidden somewhere under that freshly-pressed shirt
We both know the world would stop spinning
The shift registered a permanent mark in the universal timeline
The time and space where love met

It's time to draw nearer, my love, burst through
And come face to face with the heart, hand, vision, passion
You've been holding within, a secret never whispered
Another life lived

Come to NYC to celebrate my turn around the sun
Move toward me, draw near, accept this love
Let's melt together and allow the world to shift

Say yes, book the flight, you're ready now
Lovesick and satisfied, seen and expressed, connected and expressing
Your truth, held and holding, want and wanting

I look for you in the sunlight,
the constant rays of sunshine
reporting to my soul through astral planes
for you, for all of you, creation.
For all of humanity to witness and experience,
the world feels us, fed by the light we bring.
My love for you radiates
because you are my sun.

I look for you through space and time,
visions of you allow my heart to unwind.
Ambient waves of light pounding at the shores of existence,
beating on the doors of humanity, pouring through.
Ever flowing beauty, embodied being,
understanding the connectedness as we make our way
through the streams, the valleys, the forest.
The trees' root system sympathetic to my soul,
breathing life, carrying me through the air.
Lifted breathlessly, landing as effortless as the wings of a butterfly.
Holding pattern of a hummingbird, beauty announces I'm here.
Beauty glimpsed, soul soaring, life pouring.
Love exponentially elevating your soul.

In the heart of Dublin's misty embrace,
Where cobbled streets whisper ancient secrets,
I stand, a pilgrim seeking solace,
And weave my tale of love, redemption, and forgiveness.

TheThird Key, a relic of our shared past,
Lies dormant, waiting for its turn to unlock,
Not a door of wood or iron, but the chambers within,
Where echoes of hurt and healing intertwine.

He, the wanderer, once lost in shadows,
His footsteps faltered, love's path obscured,
Yet now, with courage forged through trials,
He approaches the threshold anew.

I know you are sorry, whispered by the wind,
Carried across the Liffey's silver ripples,
A melody of remorse, soft as the harp's strings,
And I, the listener, attuned to its bittersweet refrain.

Patience, a virtue etched into my bones,
For time dances differently in Dublin's alleys,
And forgiveness blooms like wildflowers,
Resilient, despite the scars etched upon our souls.

He, the alchemist of his own transformation,
Brewing potions of self-awareness and growth,
Each drop a testament to his inner aliveness,
As he raises his vibrational frequency, inch by sacred inch.

Undying love, a tapestry woven with threads of hope,
Stitched by moonlight and whispered promises,
I hold it close, this fragile gift, and offer it freely,
For love, once kindled, burns eternal.

And so, my Love, as the third time approaches,
Know that I stand here, arms open wide,
Compassion flowing like the River Dodder,
And forgiveness, a beacon guiding us home.

Third time's a charm, they say,
But ours transcends mere superstition,
For in this Dublin twilight, hearts entwined,
We rewrite our story—a symphony of grace.

Let the third key turn, unlocking not just doors,
But the chambers where love heals and forgives,
And may our souls dance, unburdened,
As we step into the charm of forevermore. 🗝️💕