In this story, she knows no fear.
Softness of last light crosses her cheek.
The hush of evening’s calm enters her,
spirals inward, down. An afterthought
of day’s swiftness tumbles into moist earth
beneath her bare feet. His caress tenders a longing
deep within her being, this story hers, eyes closed
to what is, inhales all that could be.
Valentine’s Day and the first line from the poem Khaleesi Says by Leah Umansky, author of Domestic Uncertainties, is my inspiration.