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Feb
11
To My Valentine
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To my valentine, my beloved;
Since when does your breath carve a hint of mountain scent?
A scent that reminds me of the mountains of Oslo,
It was last summer when we took the trip,
I finally discovered a place where you feel home.
Your heart is rejoiced, even for breathing in the air,
The air, filled with the mountain scent;
Your shoulder starts to jump, and your chest starts to open,
Open to embrace.
You go for a hike, picking raspberries and blueberries,
The smile so happy that mimicking a child;
You are excited, sunlight glitters within your eyes,
Your shoes are wet, stepping over ponds and waters;
You relax, beside the lakes and fjords,
Your hands are cushioning, for you to lie down and enjoy;
You make trips to pick your favorite soft drinks and hot dogs,
The little things that will bring you back to the place.
With your arms open, I lie against you,
With my eyes closed, I can dance in the mountain and play by the water,
The subtlety of your love, as wide as mountain, as quiet as water;
Bring me closer to you every time I meet your eyes,
The blue, not too striking, but deep and soft;
That, my valentine, is the best gift of all.