Arctic. Tundra. Glacial. Eyes.
Sunny. Light. Burning. Smile.
Safety. Belonging. Dreams. Arms.
These are the words I think of, when I think of you.
As a young girl, I dreamt of swimming in the icy waters of Antarctica.
Now, I just dream of swimming in your glacial eyes.
As a young woman, I dreamt of serendipity in the desert sands.
Now I just dream of the warmth of your euphoric smile.
As a woman, I dreamt of feeling safety and a sense of home.
Now I just dream of belonging in your protected arms.
Maybe one day I will be the reason for the warmth of your smile.
In my dreams, I will belong in your arms.
But for now, all I want, is to swim in the arctic desert that are your eyes