“He stirred my soul in the most subtle way
and the story between us wrote itself.”
--Nikki Rowe

In the chaos of
Of a tormenting night
You were there,
Loving me,
Reassuring me
With your warm eyes
And your tender presence.
While the nightmare went on
Around me,
I saw only you
And my pain receded
Until it became but a dream,
And you became
My only reality.
Thank you, my love,
For being my rock,
My fortress,
When the past intrudes.
But then,
You are part of my past,
Always seeing me
Through the worst.
You are my love,
My comfort,
My hope;
You are a part
Of my very
Soul.

c. 2023