Adriaan
He is the well worn pages of my favorite books, comforting me.
He is the soulful scent of the air just before the rain, calming me.
He is the wind in my hair, brushing my skin like gentle fingertips, loving me.
He is the anchor that keeps me tethered to the Earth, holding me steady.
He is the shelter in the violence of the looming storms, protecting me.
He is the warmth in my heart, the source of both my vulnerability and strength.












