Chw,
There is something so healing about kissing you good night. No matter what the day proceeding the kiss has held, everything- in that moment- is as is it should be.
Thank you for that. For being part compass, part anchor and yet flexibly loving me in the way in which you’re willing to raise port and sail in whichever direction the wind dreams to take us.
I love you…
Rainy Day in May... 