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

in the afterglowof an evening raini lay downin the grass and think of youmy body acheslike an after-kissbreaking in soft firesand wildflowersmy dear, i will always bethis tender for you.

there is some achingthat will only heal...in the mosque of sleep.

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

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