I love her, and that’s okay. It’s safe to love today. I feel her all about me, and I couldn’t want for anything. I’ve found heaven, and it’s inside me. Her aura, it surrounds me. In hues of blues and golds. She’s saved my life. She’s started it, too. I don’t have to touch her. Because she touches me. I don’t have to hold her. She’s got a hold of me. I don’t have to own it. It possesses me. It’s something about her soul. I can feel her all about, and everywhere. She lifts me up, she holds me tight, she comforts my anxiety. It comes from a higher place, this love for her, this treasure. What does tomorrow matter, when today is forever? I want for nothing when she’s here. She’s far away, and yet she always feels near. This bliss, it’s made of her essence. She is an angel. She guides me when I falter. She lifts me up. She sets me straight. With a thought sent from her altar. Something clear comes through the ether. I always find her looking up. She doesn’t place me beneath her. And I right my ship, I’ve left my past. Look at this new avenue! It’s become clear when on the path. That’s what loving her will do. But today I’m held in gentle hands. This love is all around me. Any frightening sounds that abound, they own no place inside me. It’s real because I say so. It touches because I feel it. I’m someone different than when I first arrived. Her face, if not the face of God, she is the woman who reveals it. And I love her. And, that’s okay. It’s safe to love today. ❤️