Somewhere only we know...

He looks upon this fragile and delicate flower... and wonders how anyone could have ever passed her by without noticing her splendour.  She has been crushed, been bruised and broken, her hair tousled her skirts torn and tattered by her long, tiring journey and yet he sees her as only his eyes could see her...  He stretches out his hand, and with his fingers brushes the strands of her hair from her face.  He lifts her head so her eyes will meet his gaze as he whispers to her that she need hide no longer.  The search is over.

Their eyes connect and she sees herself as he sees her.  She feels beautiful, flawless... perfect.  The smile on his face and in his eyes reflecting her divinity, her serenity and her beauty.  She does not question his love, his conviction or his commitment.   It is there for all to see.

She had been waiting for him to arrive, checking the horizon, watching... waiting... At times the waves have crashed around her, rising up and breaking on her shores.  She would write his name in the sand for fear of losing hope losing her truth that he would come for her.  Although the sea washed his name away many times... she would write, every day she would write... he did not appear and yet she never took her gaze from this horizon, knowing some day he would come for her, he would find her.

She would see a figure in the distance and wipe her tired, tear stained eyes as she doubted her own sight, her own reality... she would wrestle with her disbelief only to find him standing in front of her, with open arms and open heart.  Nothing had ever been so clear as when he said her name.

She wonders whether it is a dream, something taken from her past or a product of her longing, her wanting.  A step from reality, but she wakes to find his breath on her face, her fingers entwined in his, his heartbeat matching her own beat and she rests easy in the knowledge this is real, he is real, he is here and he is hers.

This could be her finest moment... or she could come undone.  She has always been ready to run, ready to hide, ready to fall apart and now... she has a chance, a moment to step into the light.  An opportunity to give flight to her hopes and dreams and he is there with her, alongside her with dreams of his own being weaved through hers.

The shadows are no place for her now... no place for her dreams.