lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.

Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel.

I am filled time and againwith a heart-aching wonder when I thinkof the fireand frost of memoriesof the everlastingnessof lovethe solace of familyand the power of prayer.

my dear,we are all made of water. it's okay to rage. sometimes it's okay to rest. to recede.

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

I wish to stay drenchedforeverin those rain-blue eyesin those...soul-reaching crystalsnot moving a musclenor breathingjustsavoringthis turquoise acheagainst my heart.

Hands. Cheeks. Eyes. Lips.Neck. Ears.Thighs.Heart. Soul.Ahh!the things I get tosavor you with.

I breathe in...the silenceof my own heartaching with tendernesswith memories..Of home.