Soft
10 February 2021

In my arms. I feel the swell.
The tides of love over the cold.
The press of life, passion.
Touching. Our dance.
Rhythm infinite, kisses unending.
Smooth, sweet like apple wine.
Knowing the ends of time, space.
Sensing all that, your gift, your grace.
Bending in the winds.
Embracing.
Soft as silk.