I knew I loved you before I met you.
He could write great speeches, passionately expound his strongly held views, lecture persuasively, quote poetry with lyricism and emotion, murmur a lover's caress but simple conversation often eluded him, especially the getting to know you type. Yet, when he had met her at the rally all those years ago, there had been an immediate level of comfort in their exchange that he had never found before or since. A indefinable connection that had seemed to bypass all the usual awkwardness of a first contact.
I think I dreamed you into life
He knows if he ever told her how true he thought that was she would laugh, and ask mockingly if he dreamed of a klutz who was taller than him, and would just as happily yell as kiss him. Would she understand that though the physical picture he had dreamed of had changed with years and hormones, the essential soul of his dream was brought to life in her. Beautiful, courageous, true and absolutely loyal. Someone who loved him, not in spite of his flaws, not even because of them but just accepting him as he was with them, someone who made him laugh and laughed along with him, who knew him and believed in him.
Could she see herself how he sees her. He is the tide to her moon, inexorably tied.
I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
The woman who has a fatal attraction for small bodies of water, the one he could never take his eyes off, wet or not.
The woman who controls a press room of wolves baying for blood with humour, skill and wit, the one who he believes in.
The woman who fights passionately for the safety of millions of women she will never meet, the one he admires.
The woman who could stand her ground in an argument with the best minds of their generation, who was intelligent, bitingly sarcastic and radiated sheer joy of living, the one who angered him, mesmerised him and made him laugh.
The woman who flops tiredly onto his couch in a tangle of long limbs and unconscious grace, the one he wants to gather in his arms.
The woman who with a simple touch, a hint of a smile and the merest whisper can move him to do things he wouldn't have dreamed of, the one he adores.
The woman who smiled sleepily at him and ordered softly, "Sleep now!", the one he loves more than he would ever have believed.