Your weaving hands have given to me
Your nature has unwound me
I love how you blossom with excitement
As I receive your gifts
The jolt in our relationship
Has shaped my senses
Our love is countless conversation
It is a sunrise ripening the earth below
Andie, I want to kiss you
I want to soak my lips in your tears
Then slip out with you into the evergreens
If you’d rather hug, that’s good
We’ll simply hug and talk about beautiful friendship
I hope to see your face and mine
Alongside the spring sun
