You look at me from across the room, and
your fingers are on my back, exploring
my spine, lacing through the
notches in my bones, feeling
the curve and resistance of muscle.
Your eyes hold the color and the
fury of the ocean, and I can
feel them pressing into me, the
way the waves push against
my calves. I could wrap myself in
you, the way I used to want to
wrap myself in the sea and
feel safe. I found my comfort in
a power unimaginable, and
He has given you to me.