Without reason you rose up
a lion in winter, all at once aware and waking
to the realization of how
you have loved me long.

We run through dreams unafraid
and wildly wind our way to love despite every
obstacle. We walk through fire
and are not burned.

The December dream fades
and I rub my eyes and still you are there, 
declaring yourself free and
making your way back to me.

How brave your lion heart
that inspires mine to beat with conviction
and find the strength to carry on
through one more day.