How Did We Find Our Love?

Woke up this morning to see you sleeping beside me like every morning through the years, wondering as I watched you breathing, what you were dreaming of. If you were imagining me or some other fantasy, thinking about the realizations of love, knowing your love for me is unconditional. Your desires and passion always holding onto the essence of my love, no doubts, just wonder at times how we've been so lucky to have found each other. How did we find our love in each other so totally and completely in this great big world filled with people?