Summer Gotland

Sweet smelling trees, sunlight passing through
ever present ocean breezes,
bikes, tent
you and me
on the road
after dawn cooking porridge in the grass,
sleepily, thankfully with instant coffee
before dusk letting her majesty the ocean cleanse us
as day fades
bodies exhausted, minds still,
clear eyes, full hearts
asleep, intertwined in the woods
reading books
being so in love.