she loves

She loves starry heavens, ink stains, Anais Nin, the sacred space of her garden; she loves the warmth of the fire on a wintery night, the golden light of the afternoon sun, love notes, the touch of my beloved, making beautiful, divine, sweet love, sweet kisses, freesias, handwritten poetry on parchment, sun-kissed skin, gathering with my little ones, collecting bones, harvesting fruits, lessons learned, afternoon light, freckles on knees, the bend of my loves elbow, deep connection through intense conversations, lots of touching, closeness. She loves exposing these tender places.