At first

At first

I secretly hoped

that you would be

my sun –

bright and shining,

warm and inviting,

my light in the darkness.

And then

I had a feeling

that you would be

my ocean –

vast and endless,

beautiful and mysterious,

my guide through the storm.

And now

I always want

you to be

my world –

nurturing and caring,

beautiful and inviting,

my blossom after the rain.

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