whimsy&wonder

We could not kiss enough - the water loves the green earth and the green earth loves the water, and so we were, twined up like vines on a riverbed, and he told me I tasted of red berries and sunlight on long grass, and I told him he tasted of clamshells and kelp and a wet wind.

There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.