You kiss me with your illuminating rays,

embrace me in the rockbed of your towering shelter,

whisk me to waltz painting rose at dusk,

wrap me in the warmth of your evening whistles,

and protect me with the howls under your moon.

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You wash away my nightmares in the cascades and the streams,

you whisper that you love me with the rustling in the trees.

you gift me your ambers with blazing conversation.

Then we laugh,

wading through the mist of the cloudy fog.

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I love it when you sing to me;

serenading me with chirps and hums.

I love waking next to you as you lift the sleepy blanket of the night.

I love meditating in your presence as the sky begins to yawn.

I love most that we play and cuddle in the forest of your memory,

and that you help me confront my fears -

throwing me in the moss,

reflecting me in your lagoons,

showing me the face of my courage in your thunders.

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In your hurricanes I cannot pretend to forget:

in the company of my Beloved,

I know how to love.