I Dream of Pine Trees

i dream of
pine trees
and sea salt

bruised knees
in the grass

i dream of
campfires
and

listening
to summer rain

i dream of
moonlight
and stardust

i still hear
my mother’s
favourite song
echoing
in dusty
corners
of my mind

i came here
to build a home
with you
i say
from the abandoned
bones of my ancestors
i say

and i know you will stay
because you are
not the kind of man
that runs away
from love
and i kiss you
with one hand on your chest
and the other on your cheek

you taste of pine trees
and sea salt
and i still hear
my mother’s favourite
song
echo
in my head