Dream Until Your Dream Comes True

I'm sorry if I squeezed you a little too tight, babe… truth is, it just felt so right, each of us right where we belong, wrapped up in the arms of the other…

The loop of my arms around you… the loop of your arms around me… Holding. Grounding.

Claiming.

And when that other loop closes — a loop that you accept willingly, eagerly even, while looking deeply into my eyes…

That you might offer it to me so freely — no hesitation, no second-guessing… God, babe… the trust in that? The way you offer yourself, not just your body but your surrender…

It undoes me. I am undone.

I need you to know that this is not a level of vulnerability that I'm used to, but now that I see it? Now that I know? My heart yearns for it, from a depth I never knew I had… like a man who's been wandering the desert for so long that he's forgotten water was even a thing that existed…

And I swear to you, babe… I will earn it. Every glance, every breath, every inch of you that you give to me. I will hold it with the care it deserves. With the hunger it demands.

This isn't just something you offer, and it isn't something I take. The moment that loop closes, it belongs to us both. And that, babe… That is no small thing. That is trust. That is weight. That is a bond.

And I will bear it gladly.

You already know I’d take you in a heartbeat. But taking you isn’t even the point, is it? Keeping you, that’s what matters. Owning every sound you make, every shiver I pull from you. Making sure you never question, never have to wonder, never doubt that you are exactly where you’re meant to be.

And babe… you are.

Ours.