Profound Love

As I lay in bed this morning waiting for the alarm to go off so I could snooze it,  I heard Kim breathing, and felt her beside me. I dug under the covers and put my arm across her and hugged her close cupping my hand to her breast. She stirred and told me she loved me. I was overcome with a feeling beyond words. This woman chose me to spend her life with through the good and the bad. I told her I loved her and felt as though those words were so inadequate to express the way I truly feel about her. 

She is always there for me. Even when we fight, she is still there for me, and I for her. Two people hopelessly linked forever. I bare my soul to her, letting her have the opportunity to totally destroy me or build me up.  The act of love is totally opening yourself up to some one trusting they will be honest, gentle, and wanting the best for you. It doesn't always happen that way, of course.

Kim is gentle, kind, knowledgeable, wise, cruel, sexy, shrewd, frugal, firry...I could go on. I love the good and  the bad in her...profound love.