The beauty of being alone, is welcoming a stranger to come into your home.
But after three days, you know its right- to present them with a key, one that lets them through the door at night.
Because this is my first time, and he’s done it before, after time and time.
I like the newness, I’m finding in quarantine.. to trust.
To hear you singing in the shower, and I know you’re praising the god that serves you well.
The one that gives you an abundance, and allows you to share.
I am so happy today, every day I’m with you, I am happy.
So, for right now, it is just you and I.
I just heard you break something, god that must be the fifth time.
It’s okay though, my best friend taught me right. How to be patient with a man, how to gently give it all your love and your might.
So, thank you- not just you. But me too.
Because being with you I’m finding a peace of mind, where I choose to answer the phone or check that social media site, I just do what I have to do and it feels so good, and so right.
We eat meals together at night, and drink tea- right before we pray and settle into our calm hearts before sleep.
When we awake, we’re both surprised the other is still there, and you hold me as I turn around pleased that after that sleep I’m the first thing you see, and you smile.
So when I make breakfast in the morning, I share it with you, because nothing I want to do is too big or too far fetched for you.
And wow! What a happy feeling that brings me boo, as I tell you the truth, I fall deeper in love with you.
