between winter & summer | Påske
He sends me a photograph from 1000m of what he sees: mountains, snow, sky.
And I reply; laying in bed, nicely tucked in, with a warm cup of tea.
Again, today, I realise we are so different. But for once it doesn't terrify me, it warms me up.
He's my winter wolf, and I his summer bunny.
He longs for the mountains, and I for the sea.
But at the end of it all, in his arms is where I want to be.