A Soft Love

It felt like I had been searching a lifetime.

My heart knowing what it was looking for, while I fumbled blindly trying to follow it. 

A soft love.

One that truly saw me for all I am and chose to hold me. 

I didn’t know how badly I craved it until I had found it.

Until I had found her. 

Her love, like nothing I had experienced in this life and yet my soul recognised it and knew this was who I was searching for.  

There is something so beautiful about the way a woman loves. 

There is something spiritual in the way she loves me and I her. 

Like two halves of a soul were torn apart before this incarnation and their whole purpose is to find their way back to each other.