ALWAYS

I hid you for a long time

the way a branch hides its

slowly ripening fruit among leaves,

and like a flower crystal of ice

on a winter window

you open in my mind.

In my heart I keep

the sparkle of your eyes

the tender warmth of your smile

the small tilt of your head

the delicate curves of your soft body

and I dream

dream of holding you close

caring for you, protecting you

and loving you always.