I adore metaphors-
They help me understand
The world and people-
And I have a beautiful one for you:

Being with you,
near you,
leaning on your shoulder
or cording my fingers through your hair,
it's all so wonderful.

It's sitting on a smooth rock,
reclining and relaxing,
that lies next to an old river
that's now a brook
murmuring quietly
as it winks down the mountain.
The trees have grown tall and strong-
Green leaves stretching wide-
so the sunlight dapples the earth.
The rock is warm from the sun,
and one could almost sleep,
made to feel safe
by the lullaby of the brook
and the rustling wind,
but everything is too beautiful
to miss.