“Not only the thirsty seek the water,
the water as well seeks the thirsty.” Rumi
We sit dangling our feet in the cold running stream.
The water laps at our toes, caressing yours as you shriek from the cold.
My arm I place around you as you lean into my warmth.
We sit soaking in each other’s presence, we take in our aromas, you stroke my face, the silkiness of your skin thrills me, your hand in mine, our fingers entwined as we playfully splash one foot to the other.
Our search has ended,
Contented in each other
We sought we found, peace