Slipping naked skin into steaming hot water
Stepping into a room that smells of sweet vanilla
The loud crunch of untampered snow under feet in winter’s silence
Sleeping in a field under the noon-time sun
Sighing at the neighboring peaks of mountains
Fresh cerulean blue water carrying a salty breeze
Coming home after having been too long away
Laying in the dark awaiting the rise of the moon
And the way you look at me when you enter the room
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