Behind a guarded door,
exists a little room,
that is full of all the things that make me…
ME.

The door is locked by a special key,
that once belonged only to myself.
Many have tried to enter this room
and all have failed.

All that is but one.

She came to me, like a mist filled dream, blue eyes taking, the breath from me….

She was
more than I had bargained for,
more than I could ever expect,
more than I could ever hope for.

She made her way through that door,
and made herself at home in that room.

She read every word,
of every page,
of every chapter,
of every book that filled the library in my mind.

She moved every piece of furniture,
making order,
out of the chaos that had been there before.

She took the breath of life.
turned it into two,
and then shared them both with me.

She was the reality that became a fantasy,
and the fantasy that became my reality.

And all she did,

was smile