She can’t be described in just a word
She is an amalgamation of colour
Of the seasons between transitions
Of full moons behind waning stars
Of a summer solstice over a mountain scope

She is the summer burning over my skin
And the winter chilling my bones to the core
She is the autumn – the new beginning – in every single kiss
She is the spring behinds every fluttering touch – the promise of safety
She is the blood coursing through a valley’s veins
The wind that blows in a desert storm
And the sunrise after a storm that lasted so long I forgot what ‘calm’ meant