Found the desire to fuel my fire, and I've the privilege to indulge such charm, affection I have never known.
Nights are never tense, restless, long and lonely, as there are the hands of care caressing and stroking those pent up confines of self soothing I was used to.
I pinch myself, reassuringly wide awake not dreaming that the transformation of my heart, my thoughts of love, has true meaning not the negative I used to feel.
My feet no longer on the ground, I float in a trance of happiness and elation.
Passion has engulfed my whole being leaving no room for lapses of uncertainty.
I don't ever want to wake up and find the fire has burnt out and embers, ash are the only consolation I have after living the dream so many would desire.
So while I float in the windless air, I am living for the moment with a love that has found me and treats me well!