I always want to remember
Loving you in the sunshine
Surrounded by ancient hills.

How the late afternoon sun hits your back;
The arch of your shoulders, the rise and fall of your back
Marked only by light and shadow.

How my legs drape over and around you,
Your blonde hair soft and radiant between my fingers.

The low sun and cool wind,
The mountains around us;
The only sound the birds,
Our breath.