A thousand wishes and a thousand dreams
and I got the best one,
the one I didn't dare name,
the one that arrived quietly,
the one I didn't know I was waiting for.
In your eyes I found something
I had stopped looking for,
a stillness that holds,
a soul so carefully tended
it grows like the herbs
you keep with gentle hands,
believing in their healing,
believing in the slow and patient magic
of things that are nurtured
and given time.
You are that magic.
In your eyes I found safety.
I have felt it in your touch,
soft and certain,
in the kisses that ask nothing
but give everything,
in the way safety found me
simply by being near you.
I think about the way we lie together,
the world gone quiet around us,
and how your touch finds me
without urgency,
without demand,
just the soft language
of fingers that know
where kindness lives
on another person's skin.
You collect dragons
and I understand why,
you recognize what is rare,
what carries fire gently,
what is worth protecting.
I gave you one to carry
because I wanted you to know
you are that rare and beautiful thing.
Wear it close to your heart
because that is where
I want to live.
I love your gentleness.
I love your stillness.
I love the way you move through the world
like someone who knows
that healing takes time
and is worth the patience.
I do not want to imagine
a life where you are not in it.
Not the gardens we could grow,
not the quiet evenings,
not the soft weight of you
beside me
in the dark.
A thousand wishes
and I got you.
In your eyes
I found my way home.
I choose you.
Completely.
For as long as you will let me.