little things i love
The little things I love
winter shadows
over weathered stones,
snowberries falling like stars,
the dragonfly, the honeycomb and
the wild campfire swirl in the air
strands of time,
warm on our naked skin,
and between sips of tea,
words that matter
quiet waves after sunset,
the touch of you at sunrise,
your fingers between my fingers,
the dreams in your eyes
that become dreams in mine
and poetry —
poetry you read by my side
Anna Maria
March 30, 2025
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