The sun was setting
Between the golden skyline
And the breaking of
Two vast mountains
When our eyes met
For the first time.

Between the unspoken words
And the roaring silence,
Our hearts pounded
Thunderously to the
Passion, anger and desperation
All at once.

We lay under the covers
And started counting stars.
Between my dreamland and
The realm of awakening,
Your breath warmed my hair and
Your chest drummed fiercely.

You kissed me softly
On my forehead last night
And whispered into my ear.
Trust me, I felt it, too,
As you slipped your fingers
Between mine.