stronger than mountains.
a place where my heart
feels the safest-
underneath his shirt.

With callused hands
i tasted
the softness of the moon

in the coldest winds
i discovered
my soul's
warmest fireplace

in the roughness
of his stubble
the tenderest love.

leave me a smile
just warm enough...
to spend a million
golden afternoons in.

I realized

June had never been
just a month

music...
never just a tremble
on my lips

warmth was never
merely a blanket.

my love
for you
will always be
like a mountain stream.

quiet.
persistent.
continuous.

lean in to kiss me
in all the places

where the ache
is
the most special.