Love letter # 176

In the warmth I can smell you on my skin. In the cold I can feel your breath. When it’s dark I can see your stars, and in the daylight I bask in your life affirming light.

You are in the expanse, and in the smallness. You are in the dance, and in the quietness.

Although I am afloat in your great sea, I am like the island where you dwell – the point that speaks of waves – the one that evokes the other.

You are both my completion and my dissolution. My transcendence and my grounding.

I feel your river in my blood, your body next to mine. We are like one sometimes – but also like zero.

This is how I know.