The rolling brown mountains, Your arched shoulder blades As you lay next to me I am liquid in your arms, The sea.
The lights in the dark sky, Your smile on a bad day, Substantializing my world The milky way.
The sun rises above the mountains, Your big bright eyes, Voice the low rumbling Of not yet stormy skies.
The moon, Your heart and soul, And when our bodies meet A gravitational pull.
I love you more
Than the earth is beautiful.