A Christmas Gift For The Man Who Has Held My Heart For Ten Years

SAFE HARBOR

Drifting,
tumbling,
amidst uncharted seas.
Rolling,
churning,
you crash all around me.
Ebbing,
swelling,
the rise and fall of your chest.
Tidal waves of passion,
white capping beneath your fingertips.
This is not falling in love,
but cascading.
Gently,
Softly,
you guide me back to shore.

~poem from Chasety Byrd