Not to Readers: This was written back in April for my wife, Jessica. As of today, I no longer fear the storm outside.


I fear the storm outside
Battering against our defenses
The gust of wind
Crashing against our fortress
Threatening to consume us
To tear us apart
To rip asunder
What was meant to be

Then I feel your arms
So strong
Wrap around me
Holding me close
Promises from long ago
Renewed and entwined within your touch.

I hear your voice
So soft, yet strong
Reassuring me
that everything will be alright

The weight of your leg
Lays over mine
As if to possess
What I willing give.

Your body so soft and gentle
Yet filled with strength
Lays close to me
Holding me tenderly.

Your breath
Comes in a slow steady cadence
So close against my ear
To still the wandering fears
Harbored deep within my soul.

As I lay wrapped
In a cocoon of your comforting embrace
I hear the storm,
So close, so near
Threatening to consume us
To tear us apart
To rip asunder
All that we have.

And I fear it's all consuming power
Over you - Over us
And what was meant to be.