I am here to be all in, so hunker down now, love. Together, we’ll trample over the sky, our laughter echoing through the clouds. We’ll bury ourselves in the nape of mountains, finding solace in their ancient embrace. Our golden years will be spent dicing mangoes and making grocery lists, each task a testament to our shared journey.

In time, we’ll know so much of each other that all the walls in our house will ache, spilling over with fierce gentleness. The love we cultivate will be so profound that it’ll beg the Big Dipper to hold us for the night, just so it can inhale the essence of our bond.

Over the coffee table, we’ll study palms like treasure maps, tracing the lines of our destinies. Clumsily, we’ll hold each other’s hands like lily bulbs and fireflies, delicate yet radiant. The universe will tuck us into riverbeds, cradling us in its eternal flow.

But when morning comes, we’ll be too hungry to wait. We’ll rise, ready to do it all over again, embracing each day with the same fervor and passion. Our love will be a continuous adventure, a journey that never truly ends.

© Beatriz Esmer