I have never felt the cold breeze of the mountains, your tender breadth on my face is enough. I have never touched the cold ice of the hills, your chilly fingers rasping over mine are enough. I have never been kissed by the hilly sun, your titillating lips on my forehead are enough. I have never seen blue skies above flaky snow fields, your eyes above your cottony cheeks are enough. I have never seen a ravine flowing down a hill, your tousled hair round your curvy neck are enough. I have never seen the sun setting down in the valleys, your yawn and consequent dropping off on my chest is enough. Although you are among the stars today, along with the dream of 'US' together on the highlands, wait for me there, for we could still pursue the promise we made. Till then, the essence of your memories, and the aroma of these memoirs are enough. -Robin #poetry#poem#romantic#love#nature#mountains#personification
