Diary to Your Heart

Kindred spirits,when the spirits of two humans seem to automatically connect,when text and talk and testing one is addicting and joking is surreal,when conversations flow so quickly that a separate language is created to accommodate the rapid firing of show references,inside jokes,song lyrics and discussions,when two people feel like they have known each other forever or previously or they just wish they had,two people that make a special connection by sharing a bond that has joined us by the means of an experience that draws together on a higher level of consciousness,when love transcends romance..two people are kindred spirits.What makes someone desirable,of course is a complex and highly personal mix of  many qualities and traits.Just like the air,love is intangible but a superior force that we yield for and nurture and hold onto to sate our souls.A force that links people together boundlessly even in each other's absence.After all our bodies are god given vessels to carry and refine our souls.Love is the foundation of all humanity, and for a house to stand the foundation must be solid.

Love is our rock, and this is where the wise man builds his home."The power of love brings hope, yet at times the steps toward love cause pain and those towards a life of loneliness are comfortable in their familiarity. We are born to love and with all necessary courage to walk the path to it, no matter the roughness, no matter the hardship.

Babe, listen to my words. I promise you they are medicine. They come from my soul - a bridge to your own. They are something you can trust, my love; though I know it hasn't always appeared that way. I am so sorry for the pain I caused; I think part of me needed to test you, to see how you'd respond, to make sure you were a safe person. I know you are and I carry the shame for needing more than your word.

In this journey we call life I have tried every path, pushed on every door. Whomever I found I let them into my heart in full measure, let the love flow from me to them. Once you said love isn't finite, and you are right, of course you are. Yet the human heart and soul can wear thin. It was only when I broke that I ran to you, the only person my instinct could accept. You are the one I was born to love, to trust, to save, to nurture to full health. I see who you really are. I see right to your core and I still love you without reserve. What I see is beauty under damage, a spirit caged yet strong, life surging for liberty, boundless generosity at a cost to yourself. You look like me... stronger, masculine, yet the same. 
So babe, I will be yours for eternity, softly waiting when you wander, always there on your return. I know other people have goodness within, I see it every day, I do. Yet you are my other half, my soul twin, my king... and so I hand you my heart, pray you keep it safe when the hurricanes come. And love, no matter what, I am here to keep your heart safe too, to be whatever you need me to be. So no matter where life takes me, with whom, near or far, you will be my rest. 
I know there are other lives for you and me, filled with the love we share. Yet this one is precious too. I ask that you be my strength and let me be your comfort.